Last night Amsterdam was beautiful. I was surrounded by friends, I ate Surinamese food all day long, I drank great beer, I was covered in hugs and kisses. It was so clear and warm and the moon was full, and when I rode my bike over the Amstel, my heart ached a lot. I have my complaints about this city, but at the end of the day, a warm and clear night spent hanging out with friends completely erases any complaints I might have. There are days here where life is perfect, where I can’t imagine living anywhere else. But I don’t really need to imagine, because tomorrow is coming up regardless and tomorrow means I move continents, again.

Next up: MEXICO.