Flashing back to Amsterdam again, these pictures were taken on my last day, which happened to be the most beautiful (evidently a pattern throughout my time in Europe). My relationship with the weather in Amsterdam was comparable to one with a bad boyfriend – it gave me hell most of the time, with just enough to keep me hooked.
Now, I realize there isn’t much variation to my Amsterdam photos, but then again, what’s more quintessentially Amsterdam than photos of canals? Going through my pictures from Europe has me bursting with nostalgia. Although I’ve only been back in Toronto for just over a week, I’m already longing to explore a new city.