A Hell in Holland, Jone Ezkurdia - Heaven & Hell (sitios de interés)

Two years ago I went with my brother, mom and dad to Amsterdam, Holland. We went in Autumn, and it was raining all the time, non stop. The second day of our stay we decided to walk to Dam square, the heart of Amsterdam. As it was raining the floor was wet and slippery, but there was nothing that could ruin our perfect day.

Amsterdam is a beautiful place full of green people who prefer riding their bikes than cars. It is also true that for this reason traffic-lights are not respected, but they are not necessary, because accidents between bikes and pedestrians are not usual. I was to cross a road when suddenly a bike came out of nowhere. I really didn’t see the bike when I decided to walk across. The bike hit me and I fell down. I barely remember people taking me out of the road and taking me to hospital. There, we had to wait very long because we were foreigners.

After 3 hours at hospital, the doctor decided that nothing was wrong with me and that I was able to leave the hospital. However, my leg hurt and I didn’t feel::text like going touring the city, so my mum took me to the hotel.

Finally I wasted the whole morning at the hotel, because I wasn’t in the mood of going out. In the evening I felt better and I went with my family to have a nice dinner; even if the night ended up well, it hadn’t been a perfect holiday day.