In June I made my first ever trip to Dubai! It was for a work function, so I headed off on my own with the Snook to join me a week later. I landed in Dubai close to midnight…

I caught a taxi to my hotel. Interestingly, I was directed straight to a cab with a lady taxi driver. Not sure if that was just due to the late hour or what, but I appreciated it. It was a longish drive to my hotel, so I spent the ride marvelling at the architecture.

Not sure what that was, but it was impressive.

That one I recognised – the Museum of the Future! It looks like an alien spaceship.

There in the distance I could see the Burj Khalifa, the tallest building in the world. (It’s the very pointy one you can see between the two light poles there.)

My hotel was out on the Palm Jumeirah, a set of artificial islands that look like a palm tree from space. This was the hotel next door to the one I stayed in.

Yeah, it was a pretty swanky lobby. Well after midnight at this point, and all I wanted to do was crash in my room.

Less than 24 hours later, I was standing on a balcony overlooking the harbour…

Not a bad view! As I said, it was a work event, but it wasn’t all business. One excursion was “dinner in the desert,” which meant driving quite a ways out of the city to a nature preserve. It was very hot, so the tour guide gave me a head scarf.

The group headed off in a convoy of restored vintage convertible Range Rovers…

The nature area was full of Arabian oryx, the national animal of Dubai.

Soon we left the nature preserve and were driving over shifting sand dunes, with nothing as far as the eye could see except more sand. I’ve never seen anything like it.

I shot a short video…

As the sun was setting, we stopped to watch a bird show with a peregrine falcon (the fastest animal in the world). The falconer started with her hooded, and we were invited to hold her for a photo. I was the first person in line!

Apparently the Bedouins would use falcons for hunting. Our guide used a lure to exercise her, and at one point she swooped right over my head as she dove in for the bait. 😳

Dinner was at a camp in the desert. I was delighted to see a woman there doing henna tattoos and asked her to decorate my left hand. She drew it on quite thick and said to leave it for as long as possible to dry.

The falcon guy was back, this time with a beautiful owl named Athena!

Our guide wanted to show us the constellations, but alas it was nearly the full moon so the sky was much too bright.

There were also camels, but I’ve ridden them before in the Outback so I didn’t bother with a ride. I just said hello as I headed for the bus back to the city!

I did appreciate that they had little spit masks on though!

The other place I was very excited to visit was the Grand Mosque in Abu Dhabi. It’s a fairly long drive from Dubai, but I was excited to catch a glimpse from the highway.

You have to park quite a ways away and then enter via a long underground entrance. When we emerged in the sunshine, I was blown away.

It was like something out of a dream. Our guide led us on a whirlwind tour, stopping at many points for photographs.

The inner courtyard was inlaid with beautiful floral designs in marble.

Obviously this is an important place of worship, and there are strict rules tourists have to obey. This meant I had to be covered and wear a head scarf (annoyingly, men did not), and you’re forbidden from things like public displays of affection or making disrespectful gestures.

But honestly, I was so blown away by the building that I willingly accepted the rules. I mean, look at that! It looks computer generated, it was so unreal.

The 96 columns around the courtyard aren’t painted; those floral motifs are inlaid with marble and mother of pearl. The colours against the white – especially in that bright sun – were hyperreal.

So I willingly put up with sweating in the heat…

I’ve been to a lot of Christian churches in Europe over the past two years. By and large they are either austere and foreboding, or filled with representations of human suffering. This mosque, on the other hand – even with its strict rules – felt welcoming. The decoration was entirely geometric and nature-based. I was entranced.

I mean… look at that.

We were also able to peek inside the hall at the “world’s largest carpet.” It was really big. It’s more than 60,000 square feet. 😳

I’m incredibly grateful I got to experience this part of the world. I do not agree with many of the actions taken by those in charge, but I have found people in the Middle East to be friendly and kind. It’s not a place I would necessarily choose to go on vacation, and rarely have I felt as foreign as I did there. But that’s why travel is rewarding – to challenge yourself; to see how other human beings live; and to experience a tiny bit of life outside your bubble.

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Obviously, visiting Berlin has been on our To Do list since we got to Deutschland in 2020, and we finally got our opportunity this past May when I was invited to speak at the AWS Summit. We hopped on a train on the Friday before…

It’s only about a 5 hour ride on the Intercity-Express (ICE), and we were happy to discover you could get catering delivered directly to your seat. I went with the pasta, while the Snook had chili con carne for dinner.

The train ride was smooth and the weather was shaping up to be a beautiful weekend!

We pulled into Berlin in the evening and caught a taxi to our hotel, the Crowne Plaza Berlin Potsdamer Platz. The next morning, we decided to head out to get some culture. I was very excited to see my first Ampelmann in the wild! (These are the beloved East German traffic light symbols of a little man in a hat that are now located all over the city.)

The Snook, on the other hand, was more excited to see that DJ Ötzi was going to be playing an upcoming Schlager festival. 😂

But that’s not the culture we were after, thankfully! We were headed to the Neue Nationalgalerie, a museum of modern art. The museum pavilion and its sculpture gardens were designed by Ludwig Mies van der Rohe, and it’s a stunning example of modernist architecture.

The roof looks like it’s floating. It’s all gorgeous steel and glass and clean lines. I loved it. We walked all around it checking out the outdoor sculptures.

The current exhibition inside the pavilion is conceptual artist Barbara Kruger’s “Bitte Lachen / Please Cry”. The entire floor is quotes and text related to current issues.

It was a fascinating use of the space.

Honestly, my favourite part of the building may have been the ceiling in there.

We headed downstairs and spent several hours exploring the museum’s artworks. (No photos allowed.) It was fascinating, though admittedly less impressive than the pavilion above. We also ducked outside to another sculpture garden and to enjoy the beautiful day.

After the museum, we caught a train across to the east side of the city where we’d be joining a special tour later that afternoon. Here we are checking out the Oberbaum Bridge on the River Spree. For a long time, the Bridge formed part of the border between East and West Berlin.

We walked along the river for a bit and checked out part of the East Side Gallery. This is “possibly the largest and longest-lasting open air gallery in the world,” painted on a nearly mile-long section of the Berlin Wall.

Then it was time to head to our tour – the Berlin Craft Beer Experience! We met up with four other folks and our tour guide, who happened to be from Ohio. Our first stop was the Salami Social Club, a pizza restaurant and craft beer bar. We had some pizza to line our stomachs and sampled a Pilsner from Berliner Berg. Then we headed to Hops & Barley, in an old converted butcher shop, where we had three more beers and learned about the brewing process.

Our final stop was Protokoll Berlin, where we had some more beers and said goodbye to the group.

It was a fun evening!

Later that night, we had a reservation at CODA, Germany’s first and only Michelin 2-starred dessert restaurant. We had the 5-course tasting menu with matching cocktails. Every course involved interesting ingredients used in ways you wouldn’t normally expect. We started with four little treats: gummy bear, churro, “Kopfsalat,” and “Beefcake.” The salat was my favourite, which delicate lettuce leaves that had almost been candied somehow.

Next was my favourite dish of the night, which had frozen marscapone with grapefruit, savoy cabbage, and thyme. It was like eating an amazing ice cream sundae.

The next course had to be smashed to be eaten, and involved rhubarb, tarragon, and honey.

I was pretty excited by the next one – waffles with raclette cheese inside that you dipped in kimchi dust and yogurt.

We were getting to the more traditional style desserts. This one was grilled apple with an oat cookie and sultanas, but also with rings of crispy shallots!

You have the option at this point to sub in a “caviar popsicle,” but we skipped that one. 😂 The final course was all about chocolate, with a gorgeous glazed little chocolate cake served with purple carrot, chicoree, and hazelnut.

And of course you’re still not done at that point, because they bring you a plate of little petit fours and chocolates to enjoy with your coffee before you go! I highly recommend CODA. I hadn’t been sure what to expect with a “dessert degustation,” but I was happily surprised by the variety of dishes and ingredients we got.

The next day was Sunday, and we planned to burn off all those calories on an all day bike tour with Fat Tire Tours. We met at the office near the Fernsehturm and discovered that it was only us plus one other American couple. The bikes were comfortable cruisers.

Our first stop was very close – the Rotes Rathaus (Red City Hall). Berlin is its own state in Germany, so this building is the seat of both the governing mayor and the state government of Berlin. Our host was excellent at answering all our questions!

We next headed to the East Side Gallery at the Berlin Wall again, where we parked in the “death strip” gap between the inner and outer walls.

Our tour guide pulled out some chalk and gave us a potted history lesson on the division of Germany and Berlin following WW2. It was fascinating. I can’t imagine what it would be like to wake up one day and find your city cut in half. People were unable to meet up with family and friends for literally decades.

We then had some free time to see more of the artworks. After the Wall came down, in 1990 this section was covered in murals by 118 artists from 21 countries. Over the years they deteriorated, so they were restored in 2009.

Some are abstract, while others are more straightforward. I especially liked this one, which was inspired by the artist’s desire as young man to leave and study in Asia (which was forbidden in East Germany).

Our next destination was the Engelbecken (Angel’s Pool), a basin formed by the Luisenstadt Canal. Our guide explained that the Wall ran right along the canal. It was difficult to imagine this beautiful neighbourhood marred by such an ugly thing.

On the other side of the street is St. Michael’s Church, an important historical monument in Berlin.

This is the point where I finally remembered that I should turn on Strava! You can see our route from the rest of the tour here. With the bit I forgot, we probably did about 20km over the full day.

We next headed to the Bebelplatz, a large open square near a palace, an opera house, a cathedral, a and several university buildings.

We hopped off our bikes so our guide could give us a history lesson. He explained that Bebelplatz is the site of one of the infamous Nazi book burning ceremonies held in the evening of 10 May 1933.

Twenty thousand books from authors the Nazis deemed unsuitable were burned, right here on this spot. It was sobering to think about. Now it’s the site of a memorial called “The Empty Library.” See the “window” set into the ground in the middle of the square? If you go up to it and look down, you are looking down into the ceiling of an empty room filled with bookcases, enough to hold all twenty thousand books.

There’s also a plaque explaining the memorial and including a quote from Heinrich Heine: “Das war ein Vorspiel nur, dort wo man Bücher verbrennt, verbrennt man am Ende auch Menschen.” (In English: “That was only a prelude; where they burn books, they will in the end also burn people”).

Not far away is the Gendarmenmarket, another large square surrounded by monumental buildings. One of them is the Konzerthaus (Concert Hall).

Another is the Französischer Dom (“French Cathedral,” aka the French Reformed Church of Friedrichstadt). Like much of Berlin, this whole area was heavily damaged in WW2 and subsequently rebuilt.

Our next stop was one of the biggest tourist stops – Checkpoint Charlie, the most well-known crossing between East and West Berlin. It’s in the middle of a busy street, and there are several Cold War museums nearby if you want to learn more about it.

We stood listening to our guide right over a marker showing where the Wall ran through the city. It’s like a scar, always there if you know where to look.

We then headed to the “Topography of Terror.” This is a museum housed in the former SS and Gestapo Headquarters. It has a large surviving segment of the outer wall, and this part isn’t covered in graffiti and artworks. Our guide told us a story of a brave Holzapfel family who somehow managed to zipline from the buildings in the distance across the Wall. (The story is true and you can read it in graphic novel form.)

Our tour guide told us that the damage to the Wall here wasn’t from the war, but rather from tourists hacking at it for chunks of concrete. That’s why you can’t go right up to it anymore. 😐

We next rode through Potsdamer Platz, with its gleaming office buildings and skyscrapers…

…and soon pulled over in what appeared to be a nice residential area, next to a car park. “This,” our tour guide explained, “is the most spit-upon parking lot in Germany.” He told us that beneath the ground here was Hitler’s bunker, where he and Eva Braun committed suicide. The site is deliberately left unremarkable, with only an information board a short distance away (to avoid it becoming some sort of pilgrimage site for racists and skinheads).

Our next stop was the Holocaust Memorial (“Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe”), which is unlike any memorial I’ve ever seen. It’s an entire city block covered in 2711 concrete slabs, arranged in a grid pattern on a sloping field. It’s hard from ground level to get a good view of how many there are. There are trees growing in places along the edges.

Our tour guide encouraged us to walk down among the slabs. You find yourself going downwards, and very quickly you realise that the irregular height slabs have become tall pillars looming over you.

It very quickly felt oppressive. You couldn’t see anyone until they were right next to you at an intersection. It was so quiet.

When we left the Memorial, our tour guide asked us how it made us feel. We talked about how the pillars looked like gravestones at first. We talked about how disorienting and silent it was inside the Memorial, and how you became almost paranoid. According to the designer, the slabs “are designed to produce an uneasy, confusing atmosphere, and the whole sculpture aims to represent a supposedly ordered system that has lost touch with human reason.” It’s a remarkable piece of art and remembrance.

We’d been riding for several hours now! We cut through the Tiergarten park, and I sneakily captured a photo riding along behind the Snook.

We stopped to check out the Siegessaüle (“Victory Column”), a tall monument topped with a golden statue. As a fan of Wim Wenders films, the Snook was excited to see this spot (where the angels in Wings of Desire would sit to watch the humans).

Phew – is it time for lunch yet?

We briefly paused to check out Schloss Bellevue, the official residence of the German President. (Germany has a Chancellor who actually heads up the government, while the President’s duties are more ceremonial.)

Finally, it was time for lunch! We stopped at the Zollpackhof, a restaurant and biergarten on the banks of the Spree. We happily queued up and grabbed a table together under the trees.

Since we were riding, we stuck with Radlers, which is lager mixed with lemonade (to reduce the alcohol content). I really like them!

Back on the bikes! We were nearing the end of our tour at this point. Next stop was the Reichtstag, which houses the Bundestag, the lower house of Germany’s parliament. It was heavily damaged in WW2 and reconstructed in the Sixties. The glass dome on the top makes it one of the most visited tourist attractions in all of Germany.

Our very last stop is one of the most famous landmarks in Germany – the Brandenburg Gate.

We finished the tour back where it started at the Fernsehturm, and bid goodbye to our guide and fellow cyclists. We decided to reward ourselves for all that biking with gelato… 🙂

The next day was a work day, so we both visited our respective offices in Berlin. Then the Snook left me to head back to Munich for a few days, and it was finally time for the AWS Summit Berlin! I went to the venue to do the tech check for my session…

The conference itself happened over two days. It felt weird to be back at a big event, with lots of people walking around like the pandemic never happened. (I did try to wear my mask as much as possible, but there were a lot of folks who didn’t bother.) I took a quick selfie from the stage as I was waiting for my session to kick off.

I presented on Amazon’s Culture of Innovation, and the room was packed with hundreds of people. I feel like I did a pretty good job, and I had a lot of folks come up afterwards to ask questions. (Sadly, it wasn’t recorded so you can’t see it online.) Someone from the audience tweeted a photo of me in action, and as usual, I’m pulling a face. 😂

Once my session was done I could relax! That night I headed out to a nearby biergarten for a meetup with the German AWS User Group community. It was fun to hang out with Nora, Frank, Philipp, Thorsten, Markus, and many others I’ve been lucky enough to meet here in Germany.

On day two I mostly hung out in the Community Lounge area. I wore the infamous AWS dress and brought a big bag of stickers to distribute.

I also recorded some fun promo videos with the social media team (and stormtroopers!) for our upcoming Online Summit.

And then it was all over! All that was left was the afterparty, but to be honest I was pretty wiped out and didn’t stay long.

Happily, the Snook arrived the next day and cheered me right up. Since the work part of the trip was over, we had booked a more fun hotel on the other side of Berlin: the 25hours Hotel Bikini Berlin. It overlooks the Berlin Zoo! It wasn’t cheap, but look at that view…

We found a great nearby coffee roastery place for breakfast. (Berlin’s cafe culture definitely impressed me more than Munich’s.)

The weather was still fantastic, so we decided we needed to check out the zoo properly. There are a few different entrances, but we headed to the famous Elefantentor (Elephant Gate).

The zoo is set in a lovely well-manicured park, with natural-looking enclosures surrounded by lots of trees.

They have several live keeper talks a day, so we headed first to the elephant enclosure to see one. Of course it was all in German, but we understood enough of the words to follow the gist.

I really liked the mountain goats standing high up on their little crag.

The hippo area was cool, with an indoor water part and an outdoor area. I tried to get a photo of the hippos nostrils coming up above the water to take a breath.

There was also a petting zoo part for kids with lots of friendly farm animals. I said hello to the sheep…

…while Mr. Snook patted a pony.

There was also a very cute donkey!

We also fed a very, very pregnant (but still agile!) goat. Look at that belly!

We also went to see another keeper talk at the chimpanzee enclosure (the one we could see from our hotel room). Again, it was in German but we could mostly understand.

More monkeying around…

We also visited the pandas…

…and a very aggressive lizard.

We even found some Australian buddies too!

We were getting tired so decided to swing through the attached Aquarium before we finished our day. It has a very cool statue of an “Iguanodon” out front.

We zipped through the exhibits. I especially liked the decorative stained glass they had throughout the tanks.

I do love moon jellyfish.

There were larger exhibits that you actually walked through, including one that had alligators (or was it crocodiles?).

More photos of Mr. Snook looking at sea creatures…

Eventually we called it a day and headed out to dinner at Chicago Williams BBQ, a hipster barbecue place not far from the hotel. It was pretty good!

We also walked around the nearby Breitscheidplatz, which features the shell of the old Kaiser-Wilhelm-Gedächtniskirche (Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial Church). The church was badly damaged in the War in 1943 and left as a memorial hall. The locals call it der hohle Zahn”, meaning “the hollow tooth.”

Breitscheidplatz was the site of 2016 Berlin truck attack at the Christmas market that was set up in the plaza. I think this is why the streets around it are so fortified with barriers now to keep any vehicles from mounting the curb. There is also a memorial next to the church to the people who were killed.

The octagonal and hexagonal structures behind the old church are the new church buildings that were built in the 1950’s. I didn’t much care for the boring concrete geometry of them during the day, but at night they really came alive with coloured lights shining through the glass squares.

Finally we come to the real reason we picked this hotel – the sauna! It has a guest sauna that overlooks the chimpanzee enclosure at the zoo. We went one morning and had the place to ourselves.

See? There are the chimps down below.

One last picture from Breitscheidplatz, where I’m having my favourite treat of Spaghettieis.

Thanks for a lovely week, Berlin!

In the middle of April, I was riding my bike across the Theresienwiese when I noticed yet another fair being set up at the far end. I pootled over to get a closer look.

I didn’t have to wonder long before I figured out what event was coming up…

Frühlingsfest! Aka Munich’s Spring Festival. How exciting. It opened a few days after we got back from Amsterdam, so we went over in the evening to check it out.

It was mostly your basic midway amusement park with rides, games, and food stalls.

However, it also had two of the big festival beer tents! (By comparison, Oktoberfest has fourteen.) The Augustiner Festhalle was super popular with a large crowd waiting to get in.

I was delighted to see how many young people were wearing their Tracht. Tracht refers to the traditional folk costumes worn in German-speaking regions (mostly in Bavaria, Tyrol, and Austria). For men it’s mainly lederhosen, and for women it’s dirndls.

While I was marvelling at the outfits, something caught my eye in the distance. “Does that… say… Beer Carousel????”

Indeed it did. “Bierkarussell.” An honest-to-goodness rotating beer carousel. We knew we were going to have to try it out, but we needed to line our stomachs first.

How about a half-meter bratwurst? Perfect. Okay, now back to the beer.

The Bierkarussell looks like a traditional carousel, except there are no horses and there’s a circular bar in the middle. The patrons stand around the edges and it rotates very slowly around and around. We went for the full “Maß” (1 liter) of Helles (lager).

The rotating was making me a bit dizzy, so eventually we stepped off and found a spot on the side to stand and drink our beers. A very happy drunk Bavarian guy toasted us every time he came past. It was hilarious.

The very next day I spotted an email from the local Democrats Abroad Munich chapter inviting us to join them in the Hippodrom tent for Bavarian-American Friendship Day. I immediately reserved two seats. Of course, if we were going to party in a festival tent, we were going to need our own Tracht…

I had previously waffled on whether to buy Tracht. It’s an actual folk costume, and I wondered whether it would be cultural appropriation. (Neither of us have German ancestry.) I asked a couple locals though, who said that it was absolutely fine. The only rule they mentioned was to NOT buy the crappy shiny Halloween costume versions they sell in the cheap shops near the Hauptbahnhof to the tourists. Instead we went to Trachten Rausch, not far from where we live. They were pretty busy with folks buying outfits for Frühlingfest, but within minutes we each had a guy pulling stuff off the racks for us to try on. I got a pink dindl with an apron and blouse, and the Snook got lederhosen, a checked shirt, and knit socks. (Each outfit ran us around €200.)

And then it was time for the big day! We got dressed up and made our way to the Hippodrom. Holy moly – it was overwhelming. A band was playing and thousands of people were eating dinner and gulping down giant steins of beer.

We found the Democrats Abroad tables pretty quickly. It turns out that many of the tables at the front of the room were for various American expat groups.

The tent was so big they had a screen so people in the back could see the stage. (As you can see, not everybody was wearing Tracht.)

Karena took a photo of the Snook and me in all our Tracht glory…

We settled in and pretty soon we flagged down a server for some beers. PROST! 🍻

The evening kicked off properly with a lovely speech from United States Consul General Timothy Liston in honour of Bavarian-American Friendship Day. He wore Tracht too!

We were enjoying ourselves a lot!

The band were mostly playing classic pub rock covers (in English), but I’m not sure if that was special because of the day. Maybe normally it’s all Schlager? At any rate, they were awesome. We learned very quickly that every 20 minutes or so the singer would yell “Die Krüge hoch” and everyone would raise their glasses and sing a little drinking song…

It’s called “Ein Prosit der Gemütlichkeit,” and it means “a toast to well-being.” It’s followed by a count to three and then “DRINK!”

With all that beer, it was time for some food.

The Snook went for the roast pork with dumpings, while I went with meatballs and sauerkraut. I find it frankly astonishing that they manage to have table service in such a huge place. And there’s no credit cards – it’s all cash. (Note to self: Write an Ocean’s 11-style heist movie where a daring band of criminals knocks over multiple Oktoberfest tents in one night!)

We each had a second Maß of beer, and that’s when everybody started to really cut loose. People were up on the benches dancing and singing along to the band. My phone is full of videos of us acting like idiots and belting out Neil Diamond and ABBA songs. As I’m sure YouTube would flag those as copyright violation, instead you get a photo of the Snook and a couple dudes’ bums. 😂

Here we are at the end of the night. Yeah, that was a good time!

Thanks to the Democrats Abroad for hosting us! Now we’re just counting down the days until Oktoberfest and we can break out the Tracht again… ❤️

With the four-day Easter weekend looming, we were trying to decide on a city to visit. “There’s a sleeper train to Amsterdam!” the Snook offered. That settled it. Amsterdam had long been on our list of cities to visit (I have a bucket list goal of hitting every one mentioned in Paul Kelly’s ode to Aussies in Europe), and I’ve always wanted to ride in a sleeper train. Time to visit the Netherlands!

The train – and I am not kidding – is the NightJet NJ420 from Innsbruck to Amsterdam. It has normal carriage cars, and then a couple in the middle that are the sleepers (“Schlafwagens”).

We were greeted by a porter who led us down a very narrow hallway to our cabin.

It was about 10:30pm when we boarded the train in Munich, so the porter had already set it up for sleeping. There were two bunks, but theoretically there’s a third one that can fold down if needed.

Can you tell how excited I am? The first thing we needed to do was select our options for breakfast in the morning and give the bits of paper to the porter.

There is a tiny sink crammed into the corner where you could clean your teeth, but the bathroom was a shared one down the carriage. (Unfortunately there was a problem with the water on this journey, so the sink wasn’t working.)

The train pulled out of Munich, and we kicked off our shoes to relax a bit. There was a bag on each bunk with slippers, a bottle of water, a snack, and some sparkling wine. The Snook had also cleverly brought a couple mini bottles of Schnapps…

Prost! We eventually decided it was time to go to sleep. I claimed the bottom bunk so the Snook clambered up the ladder to his berth.

In terms of sleeping comfort, the bunks were just long enough that I could stretch out (I’m 5’10”, 178cm) but anybody taller would be a little cramped. The mattresses weren’t super thick, but for me the bigger issue was the pillows were very, very thin. Still, I did eventually fall asleep. The train does make a few stops during the night and the carriages aren’t soundproof, but I had my headphones playing white noise and it didn’t bother me. The biggest challenge was that since we were lying perpendicular to the train’s movement, whenever it would brake or accelerate you’d feel it. (That’s why the upper bunk has a net, to keep the Snook from rolling right out onto the floor!) Still, the sleeper was nicer than I expected and I definitely got more sleep than I ever have on a long haul flight.

In the morning we opened the window to find ourselves rolling through the Dutch countryside. The porter came by to help us fold up the beds and fold down a table for our breakfast.

We pulled into Amsterdam at 10:30am, blinking in the sunlight and still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Time to find our hotel…

We had left the booking until pretty late so the only place we could get a room was the fancy Marriott W. It wasn’t too far so we had a 15min walk through Amsterdam to get there. It’s actually two buildings across the street from each other, and we were in the “Exchange” building. Reception is up at the roof level, and there’s a pretty spectacular view from the terrace.

The building on the right there is the Royal Palace of Amsterdam, and the brick one on the left is the Magna Plaza, formerly the main post office of Amsterdam and now a shopping mall.

That’s the view up Raadhuisstraat, which crosses several canals. You can see the Westerkerk church spire in the distance.

Our room wasn’t ready yet so we made our plans to explore the city. We decided to skip the museums and cannabis cafes on this trip, instead spending as much time as possible outside in the glorious Spring weather.

The Royal Palace from ground level. It was originally built as the Town Hall of Amsterdam but was converted into a palace in the 19th century. It’s where Queen Beatrix was announced to the Dutch people in 1980.

Here’s the Snook in Dam Square, one of the most well-known spots in the city. That’s the National Monument in the distance.

This is the Beurs van Berlage building, which the Snook really liked. I think it was the clock.

This is the Oude Kerk (“Old Church”), Amsterdam’s oldest building. Rembrandt was a frequent visitor to the Oude Kerk and his children were all christened here.

Canal!! This is the view from the Oudekerksbrug (“Old Church Bridge”).

This is looking north towards the Basilica of Saint Nicholas, the city’s primary Catholic Church.

I was entranced by the canals of Amsterdam. There are more than 100km of them (62mi), with 1500 bridges in the city.

You know what else I was entranced by? CHEESE.

This is actually the Amstel river as seen from the Blauwbrug (“Blue Bridge”). There are a LOT of houseboats in Amsterdam. There were also a lot of river cruises going up and down the river and canals too.

We walked up the Kalverstraat, Amsterdam’s main shopping street. (Fun trivia: it’s the most expensive property on Dutch Monopoly!) There was a queue out the door at Van Holland Stroopwafels, and we made a mental note to come back later for treats.

The LEGO Store had a massive working windmill in the window!

More canal action! Everybody was out enjoying the Easter weekend Spring weather.

Get ready – you’re going to see a lot of tulips! There were blooming planters all over the city.

After lunch, we headed back to our hotel for a nap and shower. Then it was time to go out and meet my Amazonian colleague Anshu!

Anshu moved from Melbourne last year, so he volunteered to show us around Amsterdam. The first place he took us was Wynand Fockink, a distillery tasting room straight out of the 17th century.

We stood in the crowd and waited our turn to get to the front. They had more than 50 different liqueurs, including jenever (the Dutch precursor to gin). The attendant explained all about jenever to us and gave us a taste, and then we picked out a couple brandies to try. (I went with cherry; the Snook with sloe.) The tiny glasses are filled right up to the brim, and you’re meant to bow down to slurp the first sip out of them. Fun!

Our next stop was a Dutch craft beer bar called the Arendsnest, along one of the canals. We sat outside and enjoyed some excellent brews as the sun got lower in the sky.

Our final stop of the night was Bierfabriek Amsterdam, a brewery and restaurant right in the city. It was crowded by they found us a table tucked in the corner. Their specialty is “rustic slow roasted French farm chicken,” and who could resist that?

We said our goodbyes to Anshu and headed back to the hotel to rest up ahead of a very big Easter Sunday…

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