In December of 2001, just after I graduated from Mississippi State Univeristy, I took a trip to Amsterdam. It was just after September 11th, when our contry was attacked by psychos on planes, so security was tight. It was a pain but in retrospect, it was probably the safest time to fly. Security these days is hardly as strict.
The trip was a hell of a lot of fun but cold as fuck. I walked around in the freezing cold quite a bit; it hurt so badly to take my hands out of my gloves that I took only a single role of pictures there. Check out the Amsterdam photo gallery.
I really wish I had written something up about my trip. Oh well. I'll have to go back sometime and do a better job of taking pictures and writing about what it was like.