So I wandered around, and couldn't find a bookshop. There were several cafes and bars, but no one was drinking coffee. I'm sure I could have walked in and tried my best - the word for "coffee" is "koffie", after all - but what do they call cappucinos and lattes? I know that my normal choice, flat white, is rather unique to the Australian market. So, unusually shy and disheartened, I walked home in the Dutch heat listening to German rock. Maybe I'll have more luck tomorrow in Amsterdam when we go there to see CocoRosie.
Now, I'm off on an adventure that will be much easier: I'm catching a train to another city to meet Koen after work. But he's written everything down for me - including how to get to the station and how to select a return ticket and such in Dutch - so there's no chance of me screwing this up.
Have you tried just withdrawing money out of the ATM? My ozzie card is one of those crappy 'maestro' things, but it worked when I used a money machine in Rome. Just bang in the card and keep punching in your pin until it submits.
ReplyDeleteI'm with MC - I used my Visa debit card in the ATMs in London. Much easier.
ReplyDeleteI got shy in Paris because it was the first time I'd been by myself in a non-English speaking country and I didn't really know what I was doing/couldn't really talk to anyone. It feels weird. I've been assured it's something you get used to.
Hi Liam, mate I am so proud and envious that you've taken on this
ReplyDeleteadventure. Love the blog thing. With regards to the money
thing, give the busking thing a go and pay with cash!!
also Liam how do I follow your blog from my blog? I don't understand blogspot yet so please excuse.
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