Amsterdam: Day Three

It’s our last day in Amsterdam, our last day in Europe. It’s the last day of Baramee’s European Adventure. We’re traveling all day tomorrow…airplane flying. That’ll be a day in and of itself. Gross. So, we’re taking it easy today. We walked the street market for foodstuff and souvenirs.

Albert Cuyp Markt

Then we just explored and #teamawespon type things. We didn’t get a chance to go up to the Red Light District. I guess I’ll just have to save it for next time. We did get to cross of more Dutch food staples though today, so that’s a win. We took a ton of pictures. I realized I hadn’t been taking many photos that last few days of our trip. We had stroopwafels and poffertjes. Stroopwafels are 2 thin-waffles stuck together with a layer of sweet syrup and served warm. Poffertjes are mini pancakes served basically hot with butter and powdered sugar.

On our way back to the AirBnb, we came across a Du Carrousel Pannekoeken (a carousel one too!). So, we went in and Anne got a Dutch pancake with mushrooms and cheese. It was big. I wasn’t too hungry so I just got some sparkling water. It was pretty tasty and I’d never had one before. I can totally get behind them.


Then on our way back, we walked through a small portion of the market and picked up some strawberries and raspberries. We’ve been lacking fruit a bit. Probably a good thing we don’t have to take a boat him and risk getting scurvy.


We then had our bed fruit picnic while we researched how to get to the airport. It was not as easy as it should’ve been. In fact, it was rather annoying. There was an app that would let us book ahead, but then it wouldn’t actually let us. So, we decided we should probably eat.

Back to Par Hasard for dinner. We got take out of deliciousness this time. Anne got medium fries, cheese croquettes and cheese souffle (basically, a giant fried cheese ravioli). I got a frikandel, which is minced-meat hot dog – Dutch-style. More precisely, I got a frikandel special (it had the Par Hasard special sauce on it – mayo, chopped onions, curry ketchup). It wasn’t real pretty, but it was real delicious. Texture of a breakfast Jimmy Dean’s sausage, but different taste.


I’m sad our holidays are over, but now I’ve more worldly experience and am a lot less rich, not that I ever was. I wouldn’t trade the adventure for anything in the world.

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