When I think back to my time in Holland I will remember old friends I reunited with and of course the attic I slept in during my time in Amsterdam. I am not sure there can be a better experience then doing my best Anne Frank impression by residing in an Amsterdam attic. Luckily nobody was trying to hunt me down at least I was not aware of anyone chasing me. I was also greeted with a celebratory bottle champagne from my good friend Barbara who also was in Thailand to bid me farewell. Upon reaching Amsterdam, I new the journey was coming to an end and I most likely was going to be able to reach England so the feelings of accomplishment was beginning to set in. . In addition, I met my good friend, Stuart, who actually put this crazy idea in my head when we crossed paths over a year ago in Thailand. Therefore, I was no longer riding solo I had an escort all the way to London!!! But of course mother nature greeted me with strong headwinds all the way south from here to the ferry across the English Channel in France. 
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| Mr. Forrest arrives to the cozy attic |
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| Bike repair with Arnold who was kind enough to let us crash in his attic |
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| Wow I really need a haircut |
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| Leaving Amsterdam |
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| I never knew there were cheetahs in Holland |
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