Amsterdam was about what you’d expect. Lots of weed, rubber penises and loud tourists. I’ve spent only half a day there.
Paris. It was my second time here. I liked it more this time around though since I’ve been given 5 years to figure out that I prefer to go off the beaten path when travelling.
Museums as well. A perfect opportunity to observe the common tourist in its natural habitat.
And to see some ancient statues of bearded men looking at their curled up penises.
And to top it all off – a great last night before my flight home. On a rooftop, enjoying the cityscape.
bureau of secret tourism 