Dad and daughter Amsterdam travel vlogfrom @timmchiusano

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This is a dope ass Monday in Amsterdam. Her name is Evelyn. And about a month ago, we pulled cities out of a hat to decide where to go for a dad and daughter trip. And as my amazing luck would have it, we pulled Amsterdam. Tier four years ago, under very different circumstances, I came here for the first tier. Right before my first real job was about to tier. Thinking that if I don't get some Euro travel in now, it's never gonna happen until after I retire. Long story short, I've made it back a few tier, but this is about as full circle of a moment as you could get. After the late red eye rank dropping off her bags at the house boat, a quick pan of cocon was needed to restart the day, and a pick with her where I took one with mom. And as someone who's been riding a Dutch cargo bike in Brooklyn forever, I'm kind of a big fan of the concept. The headquarters of my ride or die invited us out to pick one up for the week, and the first stop on it was to properly introduce her to Vincent. Tier guy who didn't know what he wanted to do until 27 came obsessed with simplicity and let his mind wander from there. We saw his bedroom and she heard the full story about his tier. Heard a few of his letters in the final piece before the tragic end. She found her favorite, and we may have picked up a Lego set too. We might be in full splurge mode on this trip. Back in the Urbanaro and down the Prinzengrok, which will now give entirely different context of this being in our kitchen. For dinner, we may have splurged a bit too much on the all you can eat sushi. For us to share it, even with pretty full bellies, there's still room for a stroopwaf. It is a bit of a life changing experience when it's hot off the press, and no proper trip to Amsterdam would be complete without a run to Albert Heijn. Bad to make sure we picked up some haggleslag. I needed a bit of No too. If only I still had the bag from the trip in 2008. We hammered through the the first day without naps, so it's time to just settle in for a bit of snack hour on the canal. And in the shadow of the best carque, all I can think to say is