When I see a small octagonal tower surrounded by red brick houses, I stop in amazement: this was going to be one memorable night in my own princess tower!
After a long and sunny summer in Brazil, it was amazing to return to my new city of dreams, Amsterdam. This time around, I wanted to experience what it would be like to live in this historic city: eat at my own kitchen table, walk out to the streets without greeting the hotel staff and buy my morning breads from a bakery around the corner.
During my recent visit to Amsterdam, I was glad to discover another, urban side of the city. With a 1970s stylish retro design, loads of green plants, dim lights and wooden furniture, Hotel V Fizeaustraat is a little oasis in an urban jungle.
When I arrive at the small square of Anna Paulownaplein in The Hague’s upscale district of Mesdakwartier, my heart starts to flutter of joy. And I use this familiar expression from 19th-century novels in purpose, as the area has a beautifully elegant, charmingly old-fashioned feel.
When you move from Amsterdam’s historic canal districts to the city’s museum square, the colour palette changes from bright primary colours to more discreet, prestigious looking cityscape built of red brick. Rijksmuseum, Van Gogh Museum, Banksy and Warhol, design in museums and shops. Amid all this, JL No 76 is an elegant art lover’s hotel.
Rain starts to rattle against the rooftop when I climb up the wooden stairs of my home for the night in Amsterdam. Outside, the Amsterdammers cycle a little bit faster than normally to make it home before the heavy rain. The lights of the street-level restaurants and shops reflect against the wet asphalt. A few blocks away, a tram announces its arrival with a bell.
I am in the core of cosy Amsterdam, indulging myself in Kamer01.
As I approach Mr. Jordaan – walking past beautiful canals, cafés, art galleries and restaurants – a photo madness strikes me before I have even checked in for my first night in Amsterdam.