May 5 Arnhem

There's no hostels in Nijmegen, but Arnhem (20 minutes by train) has a really nice one. We got off the train and headed to a tourism office to ask for directions. The girl working there, like 75% of the girls in Arnhem was stunning. It's unreal how many gorgeous girl live here.

The hostel is out in the suburbs, and after a short bus ride and a walk we found it. We had no reservations and this was the only hostel in town. Luckily they had room for us and we got a 4 person dorm with only one roommate. Jose from Colombia we haven't seen much of him.

It's pretty cool having a hostel out in the suburbs, we're surrounded by beautiful homes, and lots of trees. It may suck to have to take the bus into town, but I don't hear bottles being smashed outside my window.

We showered up and headed into the city center. The whole downtown area is for pedestrians only, I wish we had more places like that back home. Everyone here rides a bike, there are bike racks everywhere and every sidewalk is accompanied by a bike path.

We sat at a cafe and tried our best to order in Dutch, which is impossible. But people hear us and immediately speak English. We ordered to rose beers which came in pink bottles, we looked like two bear gays (we later found out rose beer is for girls). I finished mine as quickly as possible and ordered something manlier. Don't get me wrong, the rose beer was delicious. However, we already stick out enough here and drinking red beer wasn't helping. We sat for a few hours and just watched stunning girl after stunning girl walk by, it's just unreal.

We took the bus back (they still have those buses here that run on the overhead wires) and hung out in our room for a bit. Our hostel, despite not being a youth hostel and filled with people in their late 20's and 30's had a bar in it. So we decided to stay in and drink, the bar was totally empty so Bryce and I just sat and talked to the bartender. He was a younger guy working part time at the hostel while finishing his masters in Tax Law. We got pretty shitfaced on some good Dutch beer, which is much better than anything Ireland or the UK had to offer. We did the usual chat about the differences between our countries, talked about music, tattoos (he had an MC Escher drawing on his leg), he told us when he was a kid the winters got cold enough that everyone would go ice skating on the rivers and lakes for a few weeks. But he said because of climate change it never got cold enough and rarely snowed. We went to bed around midnight once the bar closed, were planning on going to the zoo tomorrow.

The photos are the view from our room, the Rhine river, and the bridge in Arnhem made famous from the A Bridge Too Far.