There is really no way to get terribly lost in Amsterdam. I think it’s to do with the concentric street designs and the way they hug the city’s main canal. So if you walk far enough in one direction, you happen back at the place you started – and you’ve stopped in shops and seen the sights all along the way. It’s a nice feeling, to trust that the city will get you back to your starting point without forcing you to pull out a map at every turn. Amsterdam is a good place for wandering.
Especially on Saturday mornings, when the markets, like magnets, draw people to their busy tents. There is fish to buy and cheese to sample and vintage boots to try on. Friends to see and stroopwafels to eat and lots of Delft blue pottery to gush over. I had the most pleasant morning(-into-afternoon-into-evening) at 2 or 3 markets in the city this past Saturday. I spent a lot of time in the Tulip Museum, got lost in colorful secondhand shops, watched tarts being made from a bakery window, and happened upon the Occupy Amsterdam site on my way back to the train (so many tents! good music playing, too). There is a lot of history in this city, and you feel it under your feet.