The main thing that attracted me to Amsterdam the first time I was here 3 years ago was the spontaneous, vibrant, and random artistic events. This is a perfect example:

Last weekend Brendan, Jonathan, Ewa and I rode out to Amsterdam's Westerpark for the grand finale of an outdoor festival/art presentation. A crowd gathered on a field, while a helicopter hovering over our heads dropped 9000 flowers as some sort of celebration of love. We had no idea what to expect when we headed out to the festival, and we arrived just in time for this random moment of coolness.

The black spots are flowers raining down









Me and Ewa