It became clear with a few days left that Amsterdam was the next place to be. They had no reason to go there and in fact, again, didn't really want to. Their last visit to Amsterdam several years earlier had not been so great and although they didn't dislike the city, they had memories of a hard time in a bustling, slightly crazy place to burn. Maybe that was as good a reason as any to go.
The signs had been presented... they stayed TWICE in the same hotel on Rue d'Amsterdam and while they were there, Dave remembered hearing the Lloyd Cole song "Lost Weekend" and feeling it was significant somehow - "I spent a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam..."
When they arrived at the Truffaut apartment what did he find in the small CD collection but a Lloyd Cole album. And then one day Kate put on a Beatles album from the collection and they heard John Lennon sing the lines "from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton..."
With a day or two to go, Kate managed to find and secure an apartment there for 11 nights.
During this period they were also feeling it was time to shed their shells (backpacks). They were slowing them down and too inefficient for all this moving. Nearby the apartment they would find a lot of luggage shops, looking in, knowing suitcases were the way.
They bought a train ticket the day before they checked out and said goodbye to Paris in the early hours of the morning.
