And by art, I mean "art of love."
When we stepped off the train in Maastricht, I may have been sporting wood. I was too excited to tell. The Netherlands themselves were filled with a lot of well put together people taking care of their daily lives by bicycle. Take this, along with the fact that Maastricht as a city tastefully combined an aged infrastructure with well-thought out modern architecture and I was hooked.
Train Station
We, and by we I mean I, decided to take a few laps around the block before searching for our accommodations, the Eden Design Hotel. The city market was rolling between the streets and the one block walk I had decided upon quickly started becoming much more than that.
Here's where I should have stopped and bought some clothes
As luck would have it, Josh caught the fact that we were walking right by the entrance to our hotel. "Well, let's go check in!" Mrs. Snob had set the reservation and took care of us in spades. If you don't like modern architecture, don't go. The hotel was all angles, form and function. As I chatted with the Dutch beauty at the desk, she got a small grin on her face and explained that we didn't have two beds as requested. Josh and I were going to have to share. "We're comfortable. We slept against each other on the train." But, as I smiled, she smiled back in a way that should have told me a surprise was coming.
Entry to the Art Room
After looking around for room 100, we realized that it was right in front of us, in the form of a large piece of art. We took a few shots, read the inscription on the door and made our way in for a quick clean up before heading out for dinner and more views of the city.
Love... exciting and new
YES!! I've already got the room reserved for Mrs. Snob and me. That may be the only thing that would keep me from constantly wanting to roam around Maastricht.
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