Amsterdam is every bit as charming as I expected from a city of canals and bicycles.
We thought we'd be able to take a break from bread after Paris, only to discover a city of waffles and pancakes. Of course we tried them all; sweet, savory, with cream, without.
But my favorite part of Amsterdam was rush hour every evening. Bike lanes overflow with superstylish commuters of all ages, while the actual road is empty. Everyone looks a little happier and healthier, with an extra rosy glow to their cheeks. This is how it should be.