This is the wondrous place that is Vondelpark in the heart of Amsterdam. Since I reluctantly trundled back to Holland after three months away in South America this summer, a helluva lot of things have changed for me. Actually, everything. Not one thing is the same. It’s been hard at times (the life of an expat isn’t always peachy keen), but one of the nicest things about several of these changes is that I get to see all the sunsets of Autumn on my bike ride home. Even after two and a half years, Amsterdam is still the place to be, bitches.