Amsterdam or bust

My body is in Amsterdam but my head is only just in Koblenz. Having left Stuttgart in the late afternoon we entered a time warp when we got onto the autobarn system.

The roads were crowded but the vehicle was still doing 200Kph at times. Hopefully sometime during the night the rest of me will arrive in Amsterdam.

Bitching Betty, the SatNav is a lovely lady, even being so polite as to backtrack us and then divert us around a major traffic problem. These Germans have thought of everything.

Amsterdam is the usual swirling mass of colours, mainly red. There seems to be plenty of people doing late night window shopping amongst the haze of the coffee shops. Lesson: don't stand downwind of those coffee shops. As a non-smoker my clothes have unfortunately taken on enough aroma to test the custom's dogs on the way back into Australia.

On the comuncations front I've run out of luck on the low cost WiFi access which accounts for the lack of uploaded pictures on the website. This post I'm doing via an email cafe.

Just to make it more exciting I can't send SMS from my phone. With technology we always have to live in hope.

Thursday we are planning to spend around Amsterdam.

The bike crazy Dutch stop for these light signals for cyclists.

The locals don't risk handling the contents of the street rubbush bins. They use these trucks to vacuum out the contents of the metal bins.