I arrived in Amsterdam on Day 1 and easily navigated the OV-chipkaart at the station before hopping on a train to Centraal. I stayed at a hostel near Dam Square and wasted no time in indulging in some frites from Manneken Pis, complete with mayo, of course. I then wandered through the charming Jordaan neighborhood, getting delightfully lost among the narrow lanes and picturesque gabled houses. Taking a canal cruise may be touristy, but it offered a unique perspective of the city from the water. In the evening, I explored the vibrant De Pijp district, enjoying street food at Albert Cuyp Market and treating myself to a stroopwafel without making a mess. I ended the day at a cozy brown cafe, following the solo pub rule of smiling, making eye contact, and striking up conversations with fellow patrons before crashing early, exhausted but exhilarated.
On Day 2, I woke up early and caught a train from Centraal to Steenwijk, savoring a coffee while admiring the Dutch countryside whizzing by. A quick bus ride took me to Giethoorn, a picturesque village that felt like stepping into a fairytale. With no roads, only emerald canals, thatched cottages, and curious ducks, I rented an electric whisper boat for a solo adventure. After a brief lesson on navigating the canals, I set off, enjoying the tranquility of gliding under wooden bridges and past colorful gardens with only the gentle hum of the motor. I found a peaceful spot to switch off the engine and bask in the quiet serenity, immersing myself in the moment. Later, I strolled along the footpaths, indulging in a hearty pannenkoek (bacon and cheese, a delicious choice) before returning to Amsterdam in the evening, feeling accomplished after my solo boating expedition. The pub bitterballen tasted even more satisfying as I reflected on the day’s adventures.