May 5, 2007
We’d been in Amsterdam for a few hours, long enough to pass customs, giggle excitedly, flag a taxi and get to the hotel. He said the hotel wasn’t far from the exciting part of town, near museums. Turned out nothing was far from the exciting part of town. I walked the circumference of the city in a day. We were jangling our keys and trying to be casual about our first meal. We had no clue where we were outside of generalities. Some cyclist rang his bell. A skater whizzed by. We ate Cambodian … and I puked in the park.