After getting help to lift the kitchen sink luggage onto the canal-side hotel, we checked in to the Pesaro Palace. Stepping inside the hotel room felt like stepping inside a palace indeed. A Venice palace, if I may.…
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On the canal ride, I fought the tiredness of not sleeping for two days mixed with alcohol. Feeling half-delirious that I was in Amsterdam.…
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Shortly after, I met Amsterdam city. Oh my, I don’t have words to describe my feelings at that time. I was at the peak of happiness. The street was clean, with people on bicycles and yellowish leaves in the trees lining. I was greeted by Autumn. I didn't see as many big buildings as…
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