Belated greetings from Amsterdam (Poetry style)

Hope everyone liked my Spanish Traveler's Alphabet posts--I wasn't traveling anywhere for a few weekends but I didn't want you to forget about me! It occurred to me how many of those posts were food related...I guess we all know where my mind is.

However, I did visit Amsterdam two weeks ago, and I've been writing papers and doing projects so I haven't had the chance to update. Even though it's a little late, I now present...

The Amsterdam Poem

We all know that Amsterdam

Is known for its weed

And for many a tourist

That may be all you need

However, there’s more

Surprised, you may be?
Well, read these (intellectual, thought-out) verses

And listen to me!

The hostel was small

And for 20E, no doubt

We were handed lots of maps

To use when we went out

Day one we were off

Cam, Billy and I

My first observation

Was all the bikes that went by!

There were red ones and blue ones

Ones for two people or more

Ones with cartons and shelves

For groceries galore

If you give a city a bicycle

You need to add bike lanes

And parking spaces and bike shops

For all the guys and dames

City bikes are like cars

They’re everywhere—it’s true

And if you’re not careful

They will run over you.

I recovered from the shock

Of the Dr. Seuss-style scene

Of the eco-friendly transportation

That should be every city’s dream

Right after that, we turned

Down a Las Vegas-style course

Alas, no Red Light District

But a different spot for remorse

Food…food?...FOOD!

Mexican, Italian, American, Chinese

An overwhelming nostalgia for home swept over

I can eat ANYTHING I please!

So that was step two

Eat all that we’ve missed

After no time I was stuffed

From a 12 inch pizza in my fist

The weight I’d lost was now back

My pants didn’t really fit

Part of me was cheering, “Love it!”

While the other part was thinking, “well…shit.”

(That’s probably why they have bikes, to keep off all that weight)...

And all was swell
This place was a dream
It was a nice break
From my test-homework-study routine

The weekend was as follows:

Bicycles, more food, and walking

I let the sights, scenes, and locals

Do all of the talking

The city was beautiful

But by Monday I said adieu

To catch a late flight home to Spain

So I could write to you...