The end is nigh

Morning campers,
Apologies for the lack of blogging recently, our trip has slowed down somewhat and the need for detailing our frantic escapades has faded, so here's an overview of what you've missed.
The first two nights in Amsterdam we spent outside the centre in a big hotel/hostel where there was indeed, as all the reviews said, a great breakfast. Our Saturday was spent wandering around the many cobbled streets and getting a feel for the place. We inulged all our touristic urges through shopping and taking photos before the heavy rain beat us back into the hostel. When it eased off we hit the Leidseplein with a friendly American in tow and went on an 'ultimate party' pub crawl, the details of which need not be stated here, suffice to say that the company motto is 'a night you won't remember, but will never forget.' Apparently the combination of Mayo and chips is frowned upon in the states, Ian's reaction to seeing me combine them could easily be likened to how children react at the end of bambi, leaving him both confused and upset.
Anyway, it was on this night we met Ally and Stacey, two Canadian girls who are significant not only for their stupidity but their ability to haunt us. The root of our annoyance comes from one thing really, their firm belief
that Rob was called 'Colin' (despite several corrections) and the shriek of 'Justin Bieber!' every time I walked past.

Anyway, the night went well on the whole and the next morning we checked out of hostel 1 and headed across town to a different hostel. Now Amsterdam is a city with dozens of hostels, they're everywhere. But it was in this hostel, after a 20 minute walk and a 5 flights of stairs that we were greeted in our room by an over enthusaistic'oh my god! Justin Bieber!' The next night was spent being forced to watch MTV all day, and wondering how two 18 year old humans had never seen spray deoderant before.
You won't be surprised to know that Rob and I spent only the minimum amount of time possible in that room
and as planned changes hostel again in the morning.

That night we went out again. Walked across town, went into a small bar, surely, surely we were safe. Alas my friends like the pair of miniature ridiculous albatrosses they were, they appeared. We left early.

Anyway! Moving on from the minor annoyances we have also spent a great deal of time wandering the city, and aside from the maze of cycle lanes and tram lines that make every journey out fraught with peril, Amsterdam is a beautiful city, suitable for anyone that wants a nice weekend away somewhere new and relaxed. Also fantastic if you like coffee, you're spoiled for choice with the array of shops offering a cup of the stuff, it's incredible.
Oh well, home time now, see you tonight.
Ollie x