A windmill with a mouse in and he wasn't grousin'
He sang every morning, "How lucky I am,
Living in a windmill in old Amsterdam!"
I saw a mouse!
Where?
There on the stair!
Where on the stair?
Right there!
A little mouse with clogs on
Well I declare!
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair
Oh yeah
So i've been away in Amsterdam with my University course mates and lecturer (who spent the week stoned, but thats another story). We spent a week staying in a 'StayOkay' Hostel (which by the way i'd highly recommend) and organised lots of meetings with various important people in the arts world in Amsterdam.
I particularly enjoyed the 'Boekmanstichting' Arts Library where i was able to find some really interesting books about independent arts projects grown across the Netherlands and Scandinavia and also some good books for my dissertation centred on Arts Education.
We also visited people at the arts council, arts department at IN-Holland University, the new *huge* library on the warf, took the ferry to north holland arts warf etcetc...
I really like Amsterdam, this particularly surprised me. I had the whole 'red-light district' and 'stag-party' shithole city idea. I didn't even realise there was an arts scene... is that my naiveity again? Anyway i am so taken with the place that can really see myself living there.
"Iam amsterdam".... I love Amsterdam!
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