AAA Journal — Amsterdam

[page_title] I spend more time in a state of constant motion than most people. In fact, putting my keys in my front door on a daily basis is a luxury. Travel is a freshening face towel, a single serving milk, the sun sinking below the clouds. An untranslatable smile, a mispronounced word, a culture shock…

The dry, freezing autumn air penetrated my jacket like an unwanted house guest as I emerged from the underground car park. The 300 meter dash to the entrance of Amsterdam’s Heineken Music Hall, seemed like a Victorian Arctic race, but as the glass and steel doors were pushed opened, I was greeted by the welcoming…

[page_title] Jonathan Jeremiah and his band hit Amsterdam’s Melkweg