getting stuck in Amsterdam was not so bad. But then it started to snow, (in late June!) and all we had were shorts and one hoody, one blanket, sandals. Plus luggage, and no where to stay. So we walked around the red light district, making the most of our night. Dragging around bags, while I wore a hoody too small, and Diana wore a blanket. Things got akward as we explained to hookers and drug dealers that we are normal people and not homeless. We we were so out of place, and definatley not prepared. But we survived probably because of my tenderfoot scout skills
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