Uganda back to the United States in August 2007 after a mission trip, I had the opportunity to get a brief taste of Amsterdam for a few hours, thanks to some forethought by our group leaders. We arrived in Schipol Airport in the early morning hours (somewhere between four and six a.m.) and took advantage of their somewhat comfortable chair-beds to doze for a few hours before going out into the city. Bleary-eyed and groggy, we secured our luggage in the airport lockers, made our way through passport control, and down into the train station below Schipol. After only fifteen minutes on the Intercity direct train line, we emerged at the beautiful Centraal Station ready for a few hours in the city!
We found a little breakfast cafe where we enjoyed an English breakfast and not-so-friendly service from our Dutch waiter. To this day I'm not sure whether he just didn't like Americans (since the British couple in the corner seemed to get a warmer reception) or whether he lacked the patience to handle a large group so early in the morning, but I've often wanted to go back and give him a second chance to change my opinion.
|"This car is so tiny!"|
Having spent as long as possible walking through such beautiful neighborhoods as the Jordaan and admiring many pristine canals, it was finally time to return to Schipol for our flight to the states. I have yet to return for a proper exploration of Amsterdam, but I will always hold those brief layover hours in high regard as the beginning of my love affair with Europe.
Have you ever squeezed any sight-seeing into a layover? Have you ever visited Amsterdam?
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