In November 2015, I flew from Paris to Amsterdam, Netherlands.
When I checked out of the Paris hotel, two female staff members invited me to join them for a drink of red wine. I felt that it was because I was cute.
I took the train from the airport to Amsterdam Central Station. At the airport, I didn't know where to buy a train ticket to the city, so I got on the train directly. Later, when I was about to arrive at the train station, the staff came to check my ticket. I told them truthfully that I didn't know where to buy a ticket. They seemed very easygoing. Seeing that I was a foreign tourist, they left without asking any more questions.
I walked out of the Central station dragging my suitcase. There was a river directly opposite the train station. The map showed that my hotel was only 200 meters away from the train station, but I just didn't know which way to go. So I got on a private van. In fact, the driver knew that my hotel was nearby, so he deliberately took a detour along the river and charged me 15 euros.
It was already late when I arrived at the hotel. The weather was much colder than in Paris. The hotel was not luxurious but very cozy. My room was very clean and comfortable. The white quilt and pillow were much better than the hotel in Paris.
I was afraid I would catch a cold, so I turned the heater up to the highest setting.
Amsterdam is beautiful, with rivers everywhere in the city, and most people travel by bicycle.
The alley near my hotel was filled with the smell of marijuana.
I went to museums including the famous sex museums and the red-light district, and of course the gay sauna Nieuwezijds near my hotel.
Nieuwezijds is in a small alley behind my hotel. There is a rainbow flag hanging at the door.
Not long after I entered that day, a short-haired man from a German couple came to chat with me. After we chatted for a while, I was a little hungry, so I ordered a beef burger at the bar.
I ate very slowly.
So the short-haired man walked to the bar and said, you won't eat at the bar all the time, right? We've been waiting for you for a long time.
After I finished eating, I went to find the two of them. The short-haired man called me to the dark room and made love with me. He asked me if I liked stepping on someone. I said I hadn't tried it but I could try it.
So we took turns standing naked and stepping on each other's heads on the ground while masturbating.
I didn't seem to find it exciting.
After we finished, the three of us lay naked on the leather sofa in the lobby and chatted.
Nieuwezijds is decorated in a modern and high-end style, and there are many international tourists inside. Everyone I talked to inside that day was from a different country.
When I was chatting with the German couple, a middle-aged man who looked like a local in Amsterdam smiled at me in a friendly manner and began to give me a blowjob in public. It was so exciting.
For Chinese people, Amsterdam is very expensive. A simple breakfast in the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel costs more than ten euros, and mineral water is much more expensive than in China.
If I have the opportunity in the future, I will travel to Amsterdam again, but I probably won't live there.