Monday, March 30, 2015

Most Favoritest City EVER.


And, as promised, an Amsterdam post. Jenny and I went (for her first time) the last weekend in February.
The week Jenny and I went to Amsterdam we decided on Thursday that we were going to go. We drove up on a Saturday morning, got lost and arrived Saturday night, and left to come home Sunday early evening. It was a BLAST! (as are all trips to Amsterdam)

The reason for the trip was that Jenny had never been and had no idea what she was missing. 

The car ride was bunches of fun. We voxed Melanie and Tyler a bunch and jenny slept due to her crazy prior evening that had left her pretty wiped out. 



Sleepy bellybean.
Couldn't forget to post our awesome sign. Welcome to Titz everyone.


We left about 930am and planned to drive to a park and ride to leave the car. Our hostel didn’t have parking so the P&R was essential. Only flaw- once we crossed the boarder my phone didn’t work (or so I thought!) and our address for the P&R didn’t take us to it.  We then preceeded to spend, I’d say 2 hours, looking for a place to park and ride the train into the city. We finally found one, ditched the car and got on the train by about 6pm. It was a hectic few hours as I hate being lost luckily Jenny kept her calm and calmed me down. 

yay for finally snagging some train tickets into the city
Breukelen to Amersterdam Central Station.
just in case we forgot where we left the car...

Once we got into the city we found a bathroom, checked into our Hotel, and headed out for dinner. 

our dark front to the hotel
the lobby of the hostel (we had a two person room = yay)

cause cows.
jenny's yummy hot chocolate at dinner
because it was cold outside.

We ate at a little Italian restaurant and then walked around. Since it was late ish we didn’t get to do much shopping but saw the red light district and stumbled upon my favorite bar in the center. I always had forgotten to bookmark the location but had been to this bar each time I went to Amsterdam. I now have the location booked and it is called the Irish Pub Slainte. It is my favorite! The bathroom could stand to be cleaned, for sure!, but it is an AWESOME place. The beers aren’t too expensive (compared to other bars around), the bartenders are amazing, and the atmosphere and people there rock. Jenny and I snagged some seats at the bar, ordered some drinks and began the night. I was introduced to Desperados and um I LOVE THOSE GUYS. They are an awesome lime/tequila beer and I drank them all night. Everyone should try one. At first Jenny wasn’t feeling too hot but, after her first drink, her tummy came around. 

my new favorite drink.
and place.

And then, the bonus of sitting at the bar kicked in. We got to socialize with all sorts of people. First, the dumb English guy. From afar we were making fun of his outfit. You know the guys who wear the fitted polo, backwards ball cap, scarf, and tuck their polo into the front of their pants with their boxers possibly showing a bit- yeah, that was this guy. He comes over standing next to Jenny and tries to strike up a conversation with us. Only bonus- his awesome English accent.

 “Oh where are you guys from” he said. “Germany” “Really your English is like perfect. You must have spent a lot of time in England” …… ? You’re from England; we don’t have your accent? Or a German one for that matter. Slow much? So I said “I didn’t say we were German” guy still looking confused. Really. I’m one beer in and your stupidity is paining me.

Next conversation was with the Australian bartender. He was funny and said we had to have been living in Germany for a long time because we were a lot quieter than most Americans he’d met. Jenny and I found this hilarious A) because its true that Americans are loud and B) because I mean, Jenny and I? Quiet? Haha, no. We just didn’t know anyone and were two girls sitting at the bar. He was nice though.

Then, the next encounter introduced us to awesome Irish friends. So, we’re sitting at the bar, minding our own business when this guy comes up. He’s nice and polite but obviously very hammered. He is standing behind Jenny, orders a pint, and then proceeds to like lean over the back of her chair while waiting for his drink. It’s possible he almost dozed off. So, while this is occurring, we’re laughing and I’m worried he’s going to pass out on her. His friend, later we find out named Gary, comes over and is like “eh lad your scaring the ladies” or whatever insanely adorable Irish wording he used. Then, a small funny  tidbit- the bartender comes back to give the drunk guy his change and, since he moved so slow, the bartender sat it on the counter and continued on.

So anyways, we get to talking to Gary, much of the conversation is about how we each pronounce things funny and use different works. Ex: Jumper in Ireland is like a pullover sweatshirt. Jumper in my mind- a dress, usually one a young girl wears. Gary says he’s there for a friend’s bachelor party and introduces some of the other guys there with him, he said there was about 20 of them. Gary introduced Chris at some point and they were both our pals for the evening. By at his point we’re all having lots of laughs, I think I cried a few times, and they were so nice and respectable. *I love it when guys find out I’m married, respect that, and still allow us to have a fun night* - Why is a respectable gentlemen a surprise nowadays? How sad.

Anyways, we left to find another bar (that the Australian bartender recommended). We stumbled upon on a different places where our first drinks were INSANELY expensive, and we left and headed back to the pub. It was meant to be because our Irish friends were still there. We got a table and all joked for the whole night. I would love to go back and do a repeat every weekend. I swear Amsterdam always has the nicest and most interesting people. Still my favorite city and I’m sure that won’t ever change.

We ended up staying out till about 4am and then wandered back to our Hotel in the sprinkling rain. That was no fun, but the alcohol helped make our walk more enjoyable. We got back to our hotel- got bumped up to the ORIGINAL ROOM WE PAID FOR and crashed. It was an awesome night.

Side note: We stayed in a hostel and paid for a private room with a shared bathroom. The guy at the desk when we checked in made up some BS and said that our beds were two of the beds in the room off the lobby (traditional hostel room) so we said whatever, left our stuff (some on the bed and some in lockers), and headed out for dinner. But, when we returned the guy at the desk said that was a prior error and we could grab out things and go to our new room (yay for some privacy!). So we grabbed our stuff, and headed up the steepest stairs ever to our room and crashed. 



Next morning we showered and headed out to walk around some more, snag breakfast at the best crepe place ever, and hit the Anne Frank House. I’ve been to this crepe place twice before and it is always the bomb so we knew we had to get breakfast there. 

cause this is what heaven looks like.
and this, this is jenny in heaven. obviously.


  
I got the dutch apple crepe and Jenny got a banana nutella one. Both- amazing.

jenny's crepes
and mine.
After eating we went to the Anne Frank house and waited in line. It was only an 1.5 hr wait (I thought it would have been way longer!) but it was worth the wait because Jenny had never been before. 

After we left the museum we snagged lunch on the way to the train station and hit the road back to the car. Sunday was a quicker day it seemed because I didn’t want to leave the dogs with their sitters too long into the night (since it was a Sunday and the sitters worked the next day). 

Here are a few random pictures from walking around:






because who wouldn't pay bookoo bucks for some string?!






the bar we went out to find but couldn't the night before.
I vow to go next time.
 The car was happy and healthy when we found it and the drive back was painless and a LOT faster.

All in all, AWESOME TIME and I can’t wait to go again.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Yay Rob's Home!

After 266 days (a 9 month deployment), Rob came home yesterday evening. I am BEYOND STOKED to have him back home and can't wait for what's in store!

We knew for a few days when they would be coming home, and after a few delays they were set to come in late Saturday afternoon. Four of us wives went to the gym, where the ceremony was going to be held, and decorated a bit before. We hung up signs we had made a few weeks prior and put out some balloons.




After we decorated, we all went home to get ready and wait until the next phone call came in saying their plane had landed. I had homework and last minute cleaning to do but there was just no way I was able to get anything done! I was too excited and nervous to focus. So, I watched some TV and slowly started getting ready.


After all the debate I loved the red lipstick. I bought a
matte one from NARS and it didn't come off on him. Plus, I feel like I totally
pulled off the color. Ow owww!

They landed around 4 and we got another follow-up call when they were finally headed to see us! We all got to the gym and sat and waited for the ceremony to start and I was SO EXCITED. Luckily I remembered to snag a few photos still.







Here are a few of the gym set up-




Once they announced the guys and they walked in we all cheered and clapped of course. The ceremony was very brief - thank god - and one of the children from the unit dismissed everyone.




Here is a link to a video that was taken of several of the reunions that took place. Hopefully the link works! You can see us in the middle of it. I'm carrying my white blazer and have on red heels.

And, since I was too excited and totally forgot to get a picture of us at the ceremony, we got one after we got to the car and I actually remembered!

first of many more to come :)
Then, once we got home, I had to video the dogs seeing him of course! It was so stinking adorable! They totally knew who he was and both went crazy for him! Such cuties. Also, don't mind my horrid commentary.


After we got home and settled in and he unpacked a bit, we went out to Sembach to care for my coworkers pet that I'm sitting, ate dinner, and went to bed pretty early. It was a long day for him and he was super tired. All in all BEST DAY OF 2015 yet! 

So happy our family is whole again <3