After completing my semester work in Minneapolis and moving out of my house, I flew direct from the Twin Cities to Amsterdam. Arriving there exhausted, knowing no one, I looked for a hostel to put my two months of stuff. I found this place.
Unable to sleep, I wandered around this city I’ve heard so much about. Apprehensive about some things, lonely, heartbroken. I found a plaza where I could pass some time. Dam Square is a popular space for both locals and tourists.
And then, wanting to see architecture, I found architecture to photograph.
And then, wanting to find people, I found people on bikes to photograph.
And then, wanting to sleep, I slept