Teachers used to tell my parents I day dreamed too much. They seriously thought I was destined to fall behind.
It’s been a long run. Actually, it’s been a long year. I made the finish line. The final touch down. A home run. Mission complete 2015. Bada Boom, Bada Bing! Gosh, where do I begin? To the readers who’ve wondered where I’ve been since the last 8 months,
I live in the center of Amsterdam. It’s about a five minute walk from Centraal Station. And it still feels like a dream. How the hell did I accomplish getting an apartment in the center? It might seem impossible, but read my Getting Settled in Amsterdam: Expat Series Part 1- Housing guide below.