A few weeks back, we got the opportunity to travel and visit family in Switzerland again. We took advantage of my husband having to work in Amsterdam while we were there, and Esmé and I flew up to stay with him for a long weekend. Friends, Amsterdam is, hands down, one of the coolest places I have had the pleasure of seeing in Europe.
Those of you who follow me on Instagram will have to forgive me for sharing some of the same images here, because they are just too pretty not to re-share. But let’s be honest… if you went wandering past all these cute little shops where people just happened to be sitting, admiring them on their bicycles, would you not also take a picture? Then proceed to share that picture as many places as possible? I thought so. Also, if you hadn’t figured this out already, this is going to be a photo-heavy post. Consider yourself warned.
We spent the whole of our first day there just wandering around the city. We had no specific destination or goals in mind, we just wanted to take it all in at our own pace. I feel like that is the best way to see cities in Europe. I mean, it’s always nice seeing the major monuments, or museums that attract people in the first place. But our favorite places we’ve seen have been those that we just happened to find because we took a day to wander around.
We did have to take a nap-break after lunch (we ALL needed it), and when we woke up, the sun had come out! We hurried and bundled ourselves back up to go wander around some more.
As charming and beautiful as it was, there was one caveat about exploring the city. It really wasn’t a toddler-friendly thing to do, particularly in winter. It was busy. We were there in the middle of winter and the sidewalks were jam-packed with people walking around. I honestly got a little overwhelmed at times, and was thankful I had my husband there to help navigate us around.
In addition to navigating through the crowds, you also have to watch out for all the bicyclists. There is actually a separate lane for all the cyclists next to the actual road for cars. Trolleys and cable cars also share the road. Basically we decided that it was safest to keep Esmé in her stroller for the majority of the time.
When we did come across an area where cars/bikes/trolleys were not allowed, we let her out to run around a bit. She particularly enjoyed this little sitting area that had these tilted circular tables. She climbed on every single one, and walked around and around on top of them, singing ‘Ring Around the Rosie’ the whole time.
We walked until my feet were numb from the cold. Then we headed back to have dinner in our hotel, and figure out what we wanted to do for the next day. I told Emile that I thought it would be neat to see an old windmill while we were there, because that’s what I think of when I think of something being ‘Dutch’ or from the Netherlands. Well guess what husband did?
He found me a windmill!! Ok several, if we’re being specific, but how cool is that? I told him I wanted him to take my picture as I was doing a cartwheel in front of it on the pier. He said “Yeah definitely do that, because then I can laugh my butt off when you cartwheel off the pier into the water.” Spoilsport. What you see above is the second closest I could come to my interpretation of a windmill.
It was such a fun visit because in addition to all of the windmills there was an old Dutch village to explore.
There were all these tiny little houses that had mini canals in between one another (this was charming initially, but actually turned out to be a serious pain in the a** when a certain munchkin had to go pee, and there were three canals in between us and the potty).
Bathroom debacle aside, Esmé was in heaven. Since it had rained in the morning, there were puddles to jump in about every two feet, and plenty of space to run around.
Matter of fact, she did just that in this little garden where a group of people were trying to make a film of some sort. She completely derailed their efforts by running circles nonstop behind them through the garden.
One of the coolest perks of our little day trip was getting to tour this place where they make wooden shoes. We also got to tour the cheese shop while we were there, but it wasn’t as interesting because you didn’t really get a demonstration of how it’s made. At the shoe place, the guy literally took a block of wood and turned it into shoes! It was absolutely fascinating to watch.
Outside the shop they had yellow wooden clogs of various sizes to try on/ pose for pictures in.
Needless to say, the opportunity was not lost on us. After that we had to head back on our tour bus back to the city.
Esmé didn’t feel like napping when we got back, so we went out for a walk again. This time we decided to see the ‘Iamsterdam’ sign, and it was far and away one of the craziest places I’ve ever been. It was literally crawling with people. Everyone was trying to climb on top of the letters without really worrying where (or who) they were stepping on.
The one good thing about braving the crowds around the ‘Iamsterdam’ sign was we ended up finding a playground! This girl loves her swings. She really does have a knack for finding them wherever we go.
I love love loved this city. I loved the people, who were so friendly and helpful (they also speak English). I loved the row upon row of charming narrow houses all squished together. But mostly I loved the character that this city had.
Amsterdam may not be the most kid-friendly place we’ve been to, but it was certainly one of the craziest, most interesting cities I’ve seen. I would definitely go again in a heartbeat given the opportunity.