There is a peculiar stigma that comes along with being a tourist. While traveling, I noticed that my friends and family were constantly concerned about not looking too “touristy.” This is a hard charade to pull off when you have a bulky Canon camera hanging from your neck, and you’re giving your map of the city a puzzling stare.
With over 50 museums in the city of Amsterdam, it is easy to get overwhelmed. There are smaller museums dedicated to celebrated artists like Van Gogh and Rembrandt, and then there are colossal ones like the Rijksmuseum which take at least four hours worth of exploring to get the full experience. And of course you have to visit a few of the silly ones like the Museum of Bags and Purses and the Torture Museum.
On our first day of orientation, a guest speaker named Dionijs de Hoog gave us a brief history of the Netherlands in order to give us some background for the rest of the semester. But before he began his lecture, he provided us with a somewhat puzzling question—he asked us where we told our friends and family we were studying abroad.