First steps in a new city

I love city trips: London, Madrid, Paris, Barcelona, Roma....you can wake me up anytime to take me to one of these giants. What exactly do I love about cities? Being aninomous, strolling around and always something to see, the unexpected things, the interesting people, vibrant life.

Today I felt like a tourist in a new city, only it was in my own country and in the city that I now live in. On my bike, trying to avoid getting hit by a car/tram/other bike/pedestrians/pigeons/any other moving objects. I cannot imagine how all the tourists survive here.

I am loving it though. Three more weeks to enjoy before I am going for a trip, most likely Cuba. Have not booked yet, am too busy exploring Amsterdam.