England Day 9 - Amsterdam day 1

Today was my last day in England I woke up early packed all my bags, said a heartfelt goodbye to my cousin Daniel, after stealing a lot of his music. I then made my way cautiously via underground to my uncle and aunts house. once i was there we had some Grozinsky's Bagel which according to my father are the best bagel's ever, i am still unsure as to that assertion but will admit that they were delicious. After a quick tea and Bagels Breakfast we made our way to the Luton Airport which is the Smallest airport i have ever seen, they only have 1 terminal and a terrible boarding system worked out. after wandering the airport for a while with no clear and consice directions or help from anyone at all i realized that instead of a number my ticket said that i was at gate "tv" and i remembered that the lady at the counter had been complaining that her printer was not working so i started freaking out. after a few calmingh breaths and comforting answers from people in uniforms i began to understand that because the airport was so small they would not assign a gate until the plane pulled up, so i just sat down and waited next to gate 6. in the end the plane was boardingh at gate 7 so i got lucky and got to be one of the first in line which was great beacause i got my favorite, a window seat.
Once i landed in amsterdam the airport was the exact opposite, HUGE we walked and walked and walked, and then got stuck for a good 40 minutes waiting for the customs people to let us through the 3 booths that were operational for the 5 planes that had landed simultaneously, it was great...... NOT.
Once i had claimed my bag and made my way through the single exit, where all of the middle easterners thought they could push me around i got out and met up with my distant cousin on my moms side named valentijn (pronouned vanlentine) and his cousin Jacob. we immidiately got along and when Valentijn suggested that we drop off all my stuff at his place and then go to the beach i agreed wholeheartedly. we went into Amsterdam for my first time threw all of my bags into his apartment and then left quickly on our explorations. on our way out Valentijn tossed my a spare set of his keys just in case i needed to get in when he was not going to be around.
We got to the beach and spent some time at what valentine called a beach bar, where i discovered that in Holland everybody drinks Heineikin and so i participated. After the beach we made out way back to the city and started bar hopping. Valentijn however is a local guy and a bartender himself so bar hopping with him as his cousin is a very different experience that what most tourists get. the last bar that we went to we got to at approx 1.50 am and the bar closed at 2 am. it turned out however that the bar closing just meant that almost everybody had to leave and almost everybody had to stop drinking but, not us. We stayed at the bar until about 5:30 am when we left after drinking a lot of yager and a beer called Heinkein extra cold which is amazing, although my eyes were about to close we went to get some fast food before we called it a night, at the fast food stand there were a lot of israelies who kept trying to get me to cut in line for them and i kept telling them no. we walked back to valentijn's because at that time all public transport had stopped running that was my first night in amsterdam and the time was the earliest i would get to bed there.