Amsterdam
I’m in Amsterdam for a few days to get acclimated to my new time zone before catching the direct flight from Schipol to Kilimanjaro airport.
At this point my body is thoroughly confused as to which time zone it’s supposed to be in. Eartlier this month I was in Asia, last week in Finland and a few days ago in San Francisco. It will be good to stick to a time zone for a while.
Amsterdam is a human scale city. There are few cars in the city center, but an extensive network of public transit… and bicycles everywhere. It reminds me of San Francisco. It’s about the same size and share of some its liberal, progressive values. In both cities people will accept you for who you are, and both have an appreciation for art and artistic expression.
The Golden Age architecture, the tree lined canals, and the friendly, relaxed pace of life make it an excellent place to transition from my usual frantic pace to something a bit more mellow. I’m in purge mode now, trying to flush out my system all the worries, frustrations and annoyances from the past 18 months. Amsterdam is a great place to do that.