(Window) shopping in Amsterdam with Gayleen: touched a 1500+ euro coat at Dolce & Gabbana. We both scored some good stuff at Lush (Sonic Death Monkey) and bought books at Waterstone's (Until I Find You by John Irving and short stories by Dave Eggers). Ended the day at the movies: missed the beginning of Mr. & Mrs. Smith and watched The Island. (reviews will follow in the movielog;)
Said goodbye at the trainstation, where I found my platform closed off. Staff didn't give any information to the waiting crowd, but there were rumours of a -whispering- b-o-m-b-t-h-r-e-a-t.
Dear railway-employees: when people don't know what they're waiting for, they get pissed off. Next time just tell us what the hell is going on. Besides: Bombthreat-Schmombthreat, I'm pms-ing and a lot more dangerous than any would-be-terrorist. If I miss my train, you're in big trouble. I'm not kidding.
Lucky for them, passengers were allowed on the platform just in time and I also managed to catch the connecting train home.
To whomever 'caused the situation: don't try this again.

Exciting day:-)