Amsterdam, capital of my home country; the Netherlands. A tiny little kingdom at the North Sea: small in size, but larger than life in imagination and ambitions. Many foreigners refer to it as Holland, which is actually wrong since North and South Holland are provinces. One of the first things that come to mind of foreigners when they think of Amsterdam is one of those Ocean’s Eleven movies. I mean the one in which they try to rob an art collectors apartment but Vincent Cassel beat them to it. They used to meet up at one of those charming café’s right next to a canal, have a chat at one of the numerous bridges, looking at the characteristic architecture. Amsterdam has a worldwide reputation of the place to be for party animals, legal weed and prostitution, constant festivals all year ...