My arrival to Amsterdam was bumpy to say the least. After arriving to the airport was uneventful and I discovered a new friend named Ruben who was from the Netherlands but had arrived home from an internship in the UK. He graciously gave me his contact information and said I could call him whenever I needed help. After we said our goodbyes things quickly went downhill. After trying for 20 minutes to find a train ticket I finally boarded the train which I realized after the fact that I was on the wrong track. I was soon rescued by a kind Dutchman and his wife who went as far as to call a friend to find how I could get to Amsterdam Central Station. After switching trains and hopping on the metro I arrived at the station 20 minutes late. I was greeted by a less than happy Shelter worker who I profusely apologized to.
After a 20 minute trek with my massive trunk and 2 bags we arrived at the Shelter.
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and thus runs the risk of public transportation. There's one way to immerse yourself in the culture.
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