Okay so the next day Andrea took me to the train station....tried to get some food but I couldn't bear to try to keep it down...so sat there miserible and beging God that if he would make me feel better I'd never drink again...God knowing me, kept strong with his punishment...so on to Amsterdam....24 hour train ride with a transfer in a small town I can't remember the name in France and another one in Paris...here I have to take the metro to get to the other station...fun...not bad as Paris metro is great....so I arrive late at the hostel due to getting off in Rotterdam....not Amsterdam...haha its about an hour outside of Amsterdam..jumped on the city transit...and lucky I didn't have to pay for a ticket...its that good karma kickin in haha....so I met a nice gentlemen who liked my hair and so we conversated at bit...he also had no hair....haha  So, I finally get to Amsterdam and on to the hostel only about a 10 minute walk not bad as my bag is weighing a ton by now I can't figure out way but its really happening....so when I get to Durty Nelly's Irish Pub and Hostel...what's a real hostel without a pub....so the hostel here is a bit shady haha but they change your sheets everyday..nice...so I go upstairs and Nikki is passed out...so I wake her up and we're off....checking out the town..I have to say it reminded me of Broadway in San Francisco, with a lot of opportunity to smoke and choke....so we found the Red Light District..it was interesting its a lot more touristy than anything...its not all shady as there is so many people there its like Peir 39 with hoes from different area codes...so they also have tons of really cool stores, I love those tourist stores...but just to look I'm too cheap to buy anything...but they have all kinds of different artist stuff...we end up in a cool club...kinda interesting place but the beer was cheap and it tasted good really light....I think the alcohol content was shady...but they were 1 € haha you like that.....so we had about 5 a piece...oh and it was strange in the bar as for a margority of the time we were the only girls the ratio of men to women out there is great thanks guys...haha....anyways so the next day we're able to do a jump on jump off water bus to all the major sights in Amsterdam...we managed to see the only windmill in Amsterdam's city center and the Van Gogh Muesuem....nice but not extordinary....they said that they are all originals as I find this hard to believe as some of the paintings were signed by someone else...what they meant I don't know I don't think Mercury is in retrograde...haha...so after that Nikki opted to check out the Anne Frank house...I didn't to cheap but she said it was great...one thing about Amsterdam watch out for the mad bicyclist....they are mad and will run your ass over in a heart beat....haha and Nikki for some odd reason loved to walk in the "BIKE ONLY" lane...so on to Oktoberfest.....yeah baby Munich here we come...had great overnight train seats....remember not all trains are created equally...haha  So we arrive find our hostel and we were able to take a shower before check in yes....bonus....so after that I met this guy from the Marines hottie of course...and he tells us about Mikes Bike Tour....awesome awesome awesome..it was so much fun 4 miles in 4 hours and you get to finally be the mad biker with the bell....ring that bell till your hearts content...the tour guide was great and we made a stop at one of the largest beer gardens in the world that can hold up to 8,000 people on a good day.....so we got some beer and some grub and they food in Germany is awesome best food I've tasted yet even better than the Italian food I heard was so great....so we meet this really cool couple Al and Candice they are so cute so all of us wander up to Oktoberfest...we end up going to the Lowenbrough, and the famous Haughbrough....houses so by the end of the night we've had a total of 3 liters a piece..oh and first a bit on Oktoberfest it is huge its like Great America, rides galore...and food coming from every where you must have the roasted chicken and the cholcolate covered strawberries which I must say only cost 3.50 oh yeah....okay so we end up wandering back to the hostel....how we got back is a miricle...as Nikki almost got us lost.....and having drunkin conversations along the way and the Germans looking at us like we're big ol fools.....but no worries we're leaving the next day...so back at the hostel I decide I'm sick stright to the bathroom for me....puking my brains up....so I think I pass out while I'm puking because I wake up and can't figure out where I am or how I got there...my senses come back safe...great so out to my bed...all of a suden I hear puking sounds sure enough Nikki is puking on someone else's bed nice....so I get her to the bathroom and she is puking for awhile....so back to sleep yes as these 3 guys were laughing there asses off at us but no worries I gave them dirty looks haha....so I have to give my bed up as I can't let the individual who owns that bed sleep in it....so I opt for the floor what you do for friends 10 minutes later Nikki is puking in her own bed...after some dispute Nikki wanders back into the bathroom to give some more prayers to the porcelin god...sucker....so she wakes up the next morning with puke on her shorts and in her underwear we're still wondering about that one....anyways I'm puking all morning something unreal.....but no worries...11:00 train and we're passed out in two seconds flat.....thank god...on to Venice....to be continued.....