Cotton towels

After backpacking for just over a week, im beginning to really appreciate the simple things in life. Tonight im staying in a four-star hotel (thanks mukkul & MS)...really one of the nicest hotels i've ever been to...just last night i was sleeping in a hot, stinky room with 12 other drifters and tonight i had a beautiful danish hotel hostess call me 'sir'. The hotel even has their own ambient house music playing in the background...and every once in a while you hear a seductive voice in the song that says something along the lines of 'If you need any kind of assistance feel free to ask any of the hotel staff they will be happy to help you'. Anyway, back to the simple things in life...today i took a shower and used a large, white, cotton towel...felt so good. Ive been using a really little, synthetic, quick-drying towel...not the same. Oh right, i forgot to mention im in Copenhagen.

My last night in amsterdam was great. I met a super nice (not to mention gorgeous) dutch girl, Marjolein, at a coffee shop (she was the bartender). Did i mention how much i like the dutch? Anyway, we partied until 3...and i woke up for the plane at 6:30, ouch.