I don't think I have ever even left Illinois before completely on my own. So why I decided to pick up and travel to Amsterdam all by my lonesome is pretty much beyond me.

After day two I knew what I was going to write here: that this trip was simultaneously the best thing and worst thing I have ever done.

After seven days though, there is only one thing to say: this trip was the fucking best thing I have ever done thus far in my life. Period.

Amsterdam was...

Oh fuck it, Amsterdam really was:

While I was gone I kept a blog away from blog (aka my paper journal) so I'll be typing that up and posting all about it next week. I have a pretty busy weekend ahead though so you probably won't see much else before Sunday or Monday. Plus I'm pretty exhausted and go straight back to work tomorrow. It will probably be a few weeks before you get all my photos. But don't you worry, they'll be worth the wait.