Amsterdam was a short stop over before heading to Uganda. We took the train from the airport into the city, mostly to see Ann Frank’s house. That was the smoothest train ride I have ever experienced. The views of all the farms and windmills made the ride more enjoyable. For the first time, I saw a bicycle parking garage, an actual garage full of bikes, no cars whatsoever. I thought finding my car in a huge parking garage was hard, how much harder would it be to find a bike?