Amsterdam

At uni I'm a primary school teacher with a  French specialism. 

(Note, this does not mean I am fluent...I wish!)

And I'm all about making culture a massive part of language lessons.

A big part of that is dispelling stereotypes.

So when people say that Amsterdam smells like a weed and everyone cycles everywhere, I thought that that was the Dutch equivalent of people saying that English people wear top hats and monocles and only eat roast beef. 

Apparently I was mistaken.

Because Amsterdam literally does smell of weed.

Very strongly.

And there are cyclist everywhere.

Infact, after we got off the coach, we saw a cyclist face plant into the road right in front of us. 

True story.

He wasn't even wearing a helmet.

He was ok though, just really embarrassed I think.

Another true story, we saw a Momma cycling along with a bubba boy in her front basket and a bigger bubba stood balanced on the seat behind her.

It was like a circus act.

I wish that I'd have taken a picture.

Anyways, I absolutely loved Amsterdam.

Such a beautiful city.

The canals and the tall skinny buildings were exactly how I imagined they would be.

Also, don't you think that I would make an excellent cheese lady?! ^^^^