Dah agak, dah agak, dah agakkk ada di luar sana yang risau resah-gelisah gundah-gulana bila saya bermalam di rumah anak bujang sampai bermalam-malam. Kihkihkihkih. Hoi saya tergelak kecil lah, bukan mengilai.
Bukan nak perlekehkan keraguan semua, tapi tapi tapi kihkihkih, itu Nabil kot! NABIL! Bangbil I tuh, dah macam air yang dicincang tidak akan putus kalau SYABAS tak putuskan. Bak kata Spongebob kepada Squidward, "We're like brothers, only closerrr". Sebab itu ia jadi kelakar. Ibu bapa yang cadang saya duduk rumah dia sebab dia boleh jaga saya. Daripada tidur hotel?! Hotel?! Pikir2kanlah.. Lagipun lupa nak bagitau, Siti pun tidur rumah tuh sekali (sorry Fiz, I panggil you Siti kat sini supaya pembaca paham ada kaum Hawa lain dalam rumah Nabil masa tuh. Kalau panggil Fiz macam unisex).
But......... me and Nabil did go* to the Reproduction Museum. LOL.
I wore my Man Utd sweater, a pair of jeans, my ear muff and a neck warmer because we checked the temperature and it was 1'C in Amsterdam. That's not too cold for me. Kesian Nabil, throughout my stay there he had to explain countless times to his friends and family yang I tahan sejuk dan tak perlu pakai tebal.
Aunty Yolanda being a sweetheart that she is, insisted supaya I pakai Falinda's winter jacket but but but nanti panas -_-
Nak jugak kan.
Took the train from Rotterdam to Amsterdam. So excited!
They had different positions drawn onto daun terup.
Red Light District? How can you not go there kan?! Dah lah tatau bila lagi I nak sampai Amsterdam. Jom Nabil jom Red Light District.
Pretty exciting alright.
Paling sedih I wanted to go to the Torture Museum tapi tak sempat sebab NABIL TAKTAU JALAN. So we ended up shopping. Typical Malaysians... Next entry is on shopping!
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