Hello Amsterdam!

And no thanks for welcoming me with rain. Dragging my luggage with an umbrella while trying to find the hostel wasn't funny at all.

Anyways. The whole hostel smells like weed. How do I know what weed smells like? I just know. I have not seen or tried them before. It's just one of those things.

And the Red Light District girls already started working. For your information, they look bloated and bored.

Was so tempted to walk into a Malaysian restaurant but I retraced my steps almost immediately after seeing the highly priced Malaysian food. Seriously. I saw €16 for a dish.

Instead, I found this quaint place that serves really nice scones with homemade jams! The best I had so far. Ooo. The pineapple with sage jam. How can you beat that?

Not cheap though. I've been spending my euros as if they are ringgit.

But I don't know what else to do besides eating, dreaming & stoning. Now my only worry is whether I can still fit into my new dress for Jia Jin's wedding. Good luck.