On Sunday, July 10, Marlon and I celebrated our first six months in Amsterdam.
We used to ignore our Singapore anniversaries (left before I hit my third), but as you can probably tell, things are different here. We slept in on Sunday morning and spent a long time cuddling drowsily on the daybed. Though it sounds normal, it’s actually rare for us to do that on a weekend, so the day started off feeling pretty special.
Then, a huge milestone for me: I went out on my bike. We brought our bikes to Haarlem one weekend and spent some time cycling along the canals. But Amsterdam, with all its traffic (pedestrians, bikes, scooters, cars), is a different animal. Since my goal is to bike by myself regularly, I thought becoming familiar with the route to a place that I actually frequent would be a good start. So with Marlon as my guide (and hawiboy, haha), we biked to the Albert Cuypmarkt.
In the evening we got all dressed up for dinner at Lucius, a seafood restaurant in the city center. And no, we didn’t bike there. But I look forward to hopefully, someday, becoming one of the legions of Dutch superwomen who get dolled up in heels and a dress and think nothing of biking to dinner.
Just as I look forward to more adventures in Amsterdam with my one and only partner in crime. Happy six months to us, Amsterdam. Let’s make the remaining (at least) 4.5 years count.