Suicide cyclists

Another 4 hour train journey and I arrived in Amsterdam to an announcement to beware of pickpockets. Probably didn't spend as much time here as I should have, as all I really saw was canals, lots of bikes, A Scientology church, Dam square, A bookstore that seemed to only sell zombie literature, leaning buildings and an Aussie street performer. Didn't even get to the red light district. Started my night out at the hostel bar having a drink with a guy from Hawaii, then played beer pong on an Iphone, having some space cake and went to a casino with a dude from Cincinnati, and followed that up with a few drinks with some girls from Canada. Stayed in a place called Hans Brinker Hotel. had a nice bar but the rooms were pretty bleak, the shower ran for more than 5 seconds though.