Walker, you are in Amsterdam before one of the most extraordinary showcase of old Europe.
The water here is the watchword. It's everywhere. It seems fixed, yet it guides the steps. Channeled, it dictates the path of the visitor who walks there like a big village, disorienting, but instinctively finds his way. In Amsterdam, it does not change easily sidewalk must bypass the water to get a bridge away. And as 1281 bridges bow their heads to him allegiance, we are seduced by the grace that emanates from the table.
Around the canals of Amsterdam, hundreds of amazing homes bend gently murmuring, "Canal, am I still the finest in the neighborhood? "Here, no shutters or bars on the windows, it does not hide anything.
All the magic of this city of modest size is to offer straightforward or pretense. Smiling and humble at the same time, always friendly, almost loving, Amsterdam we love, because we can not do otherwise. We would like to get him at least one defect, but here are a joyful bunch of girls going by bike, back straight, high handlebars, followed by a procession of laughter; Here an old coffee ageless calls us to dozens of small candles twinkling in the window. Before even mention the museums, the street has so much to offer.
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