Leaving Amsterdam

I woke up on the house boat, made my way back into the city, and rather than meet up with a couchsurfing friend, I had this overwhelming sensation to skip town and head for simpler life. By this time I have partied like 3 days in a row in Amsterdam, and this boy was a little wiped.

So I hopped on a train and headed to northeastern Netherlands to the Province of Friesland (the province where my father was born). It was such an odd sensation. All of a sudden I HAD to go. I was compelled by an unknown magical pressure.

Geographical tip: The Netherlands is made up of several provinces, most notably the 3 i will visit will be Holland, Friesland and Groningan. Not many people know that Holland is a just province in the Netherlands, they assume its the country itself. It would be like calling Canada... Ontario. Holland simply boasts the most attractions and "touristy" locales.

Next stop, Friesland's main city, Leeuwarden. Its only 15 Kms from there to my fathers birthplace, a very small village named Burdaard (its not even mentioned on most maps its so small). Now how to get there...