Amsterdam

I made it in, have found the hostel (it is very upright and steep- the stairs feel more like a ladder than, you know, stairs) and have checked in. I haven't yet been able to get ahold of Peter, but will try again soon.

Here is my thought process from the flight in as we were landing:

Those are pretty houses...gosh it is really flat here. I wonder what crop would be that weird mauve color...Oh! It's the tulips! Look at all the tulips! The fields look like crayon boxes! Dude! Man, it really is flat though.

More later, I'm off to hunt down food and continue trying to reach Peter.