Amsterdam: Day 1

After visiting Amsterdam last month I thought it was about time I get around to writing about my visit. It’s annoying when life gets hectic and you can barely find the time to breath let alone write a blog post. I visited this wonderful city for 6 days and had an incredible time. The city of Amsterdam is such an incredible place and I hope by reading about my visit it will inspire you to pay Holland a visit or give you some hints, tips or travel inspiration to knock your wanderlust into 5th gear and get you itching to hop on a plane and explore. 

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My Last Night In Amsterdam 

Hi all,

I’m currently sitting in a hostel in central Amsterdam. It’s pouring with rain outside and it’s ridiculously windy so I have taken shelter in the warm cafe with a black coffe and some dark chocolate. I am writing this on my phone so please do bare with (I hate typing things on my phone urgh).

Tonight’s my last night here in the Netherlands after arriving on Thursday. I’m actually really sad to be leaving. When you say you’re going to Amsterdam a lot of people immideatley think of the Red Light District, the prostitutes and the fact you can smoke weed in cafes as it’s perfectly legal. This amazing city has so much more to offer than just these few stereotypes. For example the fact that cycling is one of the main modes of transportation is amazing. 

The bike parking outside the station
I love cycling and I once hired a Boris bike whilst in London before but cycling around the busy car packed streets there scared me half to death. Here in Amsterdam however it is so bike friendly. I loved seeing people riding around with there kids on the handlebars or a passenger sitting on the back of their bike. Next time I visit, now I know my way around, I’m going to hire a bike and cycle everywhere.

 Another great thing is the architecture. One of my favourite things to look at is the canal side housing. As the city was built on marshland all the houses were built on wooden foundations. Overtime as the water levels have changed these have sunk and therefore a lot of the buildings appear crooked or lopsided which means these quant houses are oozing so much charm and quirkiness, it’s crazy. A lot of these houses also have great historic pasts which I found out about on the canal boat tour we went on.

When I get back home I will write a series of posts about my time here. The places I went, thins I’ve seen, where I stayed, what I did and some general tips.  

At the Icebar
 I couldn’t reccomebd visiting this wonderful city more, it is an absouloutley outstanding place.  I’m really sad to be returning home tomorrow but I’ve had a fantastic time and can’t wait for my next adventure.

Love Rebecca x

Into The Woods

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
William Shakespeare

12274603_10156263148555158_4315730683909450603_nThere’s not much I love more than getting out and exploring the great outdoors. The other day we took some of the Children at the school I volunteer at on a trip to explore the woodlands.

It was such an amazing day, I wont go into it too much but lets just say we all got ridiculously muddy and had a few very good games of hide and seek.

Next time I go out exploring I’ll have to get some more pictures. I was thinking about investing in a Gopro so if anyone has any good recommendations or advice on purchasing one I’d love to hear.


The Adventure Begins

“Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.” 

― J.K. RowlingHarry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

2015 has been a very exciting year in my life. A year filled with possible opportunities, the beginning of new adventures but most importantly for me, the end to some lengthily life chapters. 

It seems like yesterday me and my parents packed up the car and drove off to Southampton to move me into my student halls. Drake 209, my little room in the massive Lucia Foster Welch halls and my first taste of living independently. I made some fantastic friends, had some very memorable moments (not always for the best reasons) and learnt some very interesting things on my course. 

I studied Popular Music Journalism and by the age of about 19 I was a nationally published music journalist, an achievement I will be forever proud of.

Some of the PMJ class of 2015

But now my University journey is over, it’s come to its epic conclusion ending in a day we all got to dress up like wizards from Harry Potter, graduation day.

you could feel the nerves and excitement in the atmosphere. I think it was a mix of being scared to fall onstage in front of the whole audience of Southampton Guildhall and suddenly realising it was time to get serious about the question, what do I do next? 

Catching up with all my old course mates and chatting about what we are all up to now made me realise something. No matter what we all achieved during our time at university, we were all now kind of stumbling into adult life without a map. Not quite sure of what direction to take and were it may lead but for the most part full of naive optimism of what the future could hold.

For me, Its the next chapter in my tale and Im ready to make my life story a good’en.

Forever a dork: onstage at graduation