|Oude Kerk ( Old Church)|
My colleague spent some time in Amsterdam just few days before I arrived and I asked her to send me a report about the weather and her impression of the city. She told to bring some warm clothes with me because it was very cold and sent her regards from the city of drugs and prostitution. Not from cold, warm, rainy, beautiful Amsterdam but....you've read it. I guess she caught the virus too. Why?
Amsterdam is so much more than this. It's a wonderful city that's unjustly famous by it's liberal ways.
The more streets I walked through the more I thought my opinion was justified. Let's get this clear; I did walked through the Red light district however I haven't found anything fascinating there. Those girls behind the windows displayed as some kind of a commodity left a very heavy and painful impression on me. Before I came to the city I wasn't sure if I even wanted to go through these streets, but curiosity took the better part of me so I decided to go there anyway. Maybe If I saw some older, more mature faces, maybe I would be ok with this, but I saw the faces of very young women, children that are not vulgar nor mature but simply girly. I guess the mother in me woke up seeing them and I just couldn't avoid comparing them to my daughter and feeling so, I don't know.....sad, sad.
Anyway let me go back to the beginning. The main goals of my visit to Amsterdam were the Van Gogh museum, Rijskmuseum and Heineken brewery. Ah yes, my vice is beer...I just love it so much.
To be continued...