One Crazy Trip

After another 12 hour plane ride, 6 of which where next to some doddery old lunatic who elbowed me relentlessly, I've arrived in Amsterdam. I stole African hotel toiletries to remind me of warmer climes...and because I've ran out of Dove. I have so much to say about all the wierd & wonderful things, but am worried that the nice buy slighly crazy looking lady at the laundromat might throw all my clothes in the dryer on super hot. I would then be cold and smelly for a whole week or would be forced to go clothes shopping in Paris. How horrible.

Will write again soon & hopefully will upload pics. (I know, I know, I keep promising that).