Imagine a cold night walk. Wearing a black dress with a coat on top and some long boots. While you walk from Amsterdam to Haarlem you talk life with your companion. And you look at your surroundings and wonder if you reached heaven yet.
"We switched trams, and after four more stops we arrived at a street split by a beautiful canal, the reflections of the ancient bridge and picturesque canal houses rippling in water." I feel like just the canals lived up Hazel's experience in Ams