Living in a hostel is not easy especially when you lead a pretty cushy life in Singapore. Mine was a 16-bedded room, all female. Oh yeah, that colourful bag is mine. Bought it for 12.5 Euros to help contain my shopping items. When I retrieved it from the luggage holding area, I saw a note stuck to my bag saying, 'Cool bag man!'
This is the street which leads to my hostel. Take a look at the short cylindrical metal structure in the centre of the foreground. There's also the traffic light-looking thing on the right. Those are signs to indicate the entrance of a red light district. Apparently, my hostel is located just right at the edge of it. 3 doors away from my hostel is a prostitute already, though we did not discover this until 4th day. (We had only turned left when leaving the hostel then)
This plain empty space is in front of the street where I stayed. A very beautiful fort (or part of it) that is now a restaurant situates there.
The traditional windmill located in Zaanse Schans.
Walking down the streets of Haarlem, though this is no special scene. Red bricked buildings are packed close to each other. In Amsterdam, there's always this summer feeling around. Living in Singapore, we don't really appreciate the sunny weather we have all year round. But everywhere we go, people are happy that it's summer. But that's pure guesswork on my part, maybe Amsterdammers are just happy people. :) Or maybe the weather in St. Petersburg was way colder and wetter (sometimes) so coming here was a good change.Ok, no more posts on my recent travels anymore. Other pictures I have won't really tell you much. Sigh, when can I fly off again???
