I never thought I’d fall in love with Amsterdam, a city I truly knew nothing about.
The second I dropped my bags at the Coco Mama hostel, I hit the streets with my friends to explore. Amsterdam is a sight for sore eyes. The canals are like nothing I have ever seen before, with tall apartments lining the water, I kept thinking, “I could move here.” Hundreds of bridges connect the city piece by piece, making riding bicycles more common that driving cars.
Even though living on houseboats and visiting coffee shops is the norm, what amazed me was how so many different types of people are able to co-exist so peacefully.
Not only is the city beautiful, but the people who live there are as well. Everyone I came into contact with had a story to tell — all of which fascinated me because of how different my upbringing was.
My family lived in a small town in Colorado, U.S.A. and stayed in the same house my entire childhood. It wasn’t until college where I was able to spread my wings and study abroad. While in Amsterdam I met people from Spain, Australia, China, Canada, and of course the Dutch locals.
Whether it was the language they spoke, the meals we ate together, if they moved there for love or for a new job, Amsterdam is a beautiful mosaic of people. Anne Frank said it best, “think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy,” which is exactly what the people in Amsterdam are doing.