It is true. German and Dutch sandwiches are far superior to ours. Simple sandwiches served at train station kiosks would make the so-called "chefs" at any Earls-esque chain restaurant weep. Here, they slap a couple of beautiful, fresh fillngs between beautiful, fresh bread and the result is hand-held food heaven.
We just arrived in Amsterdam from Cologne. The Cologne cathedral alone could have entertained our archetectural and medieval religious art loving eyes for a week. It is covered in stone lace, a massive, hulking black mountain from the outside, and a brilliant, coloured glass palace from the interior. It's breathtaking, and we were able to take in both an English guided tour as well as attend mass (it doesn't matter whether or not you're Catholic - attending a mass in a place like that is worth it just to hear the acoustics).
Not much yet to say about Amsterdam, as we have only been here for a few hours. I can tell you that their sandwiches are amazing, that their cyclists are terrifying, and that their houses are wonderfully crooked, leaning against one another for support.
We are just about to head out to do some exploring. Here's hoping we don't get mowed over by a cyclist.
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