When I exited the Amsterdam Central station and had my first look at a major European city, I didn’t have any clue of what to do or see but was buoyant with joy and enthusiasm. I bought a cup of bitter coffee and a tasteless hot dog at a kiosk in front of the station and wandered around aimlessly for hours. With my newly purchased first point and shoot camera, I took all sorts of random pictures with the enthusiasm of a kid in a chocolate shop. The architecture of the central station, the blue and white GVB trams, canals, canal houses, white pigeons fluttering on the canal gates, well mannered crowd of bicycles, coffee shops, souvenir shops, shops selling sex toys, yellow wooden shoes, costumed characters, people walking around with their dogs, impoverished backpackers who could do well with a wash and a meal and many more.