Amsterdam
Word-association.
Drugs, red-light-district, canals.
Check, check, check. It's got 'em all. Of course, I can't show you the drugs or the red light district since the girls don't like their photos being taken (and I'd like to keep the camera in one piece) and I think the drugs are technically illegal, if ignored... kinda a weird situation there.
Oh yeah... bicycles! Check checkily checky check check.... LOTS of bikes!
They have their own roads and traffic lights, even parking lots, I was suitably impressed.
However, it's also an incredibly nice place to be, not just some tourist trap. The people that we met were really nice, the scenery was gorgeous. It didn't seem too crowded even though the population density makes it 25th most densely populated place on earth (compared with the UK at 91st and NZ at, wow, this list is long... erm, 204th!)
Nice varied architecture (one of my pet-peeves about the UK, the lack thereof), cool canals running through it all, cheap reliable public transport and just a very laid-back feeling about it all.
So, on the Thursday/Friday it was all great, quiet, relaxed, thought we were onto a good thing. Then the weekend arrived, so did the tourists. Dear god they're obnoxious. Drunk/stoned/annoying/loud, swooping upon this poor place. And the locals just accept it and life goes on, bravo to them I reckon!
Oooh. A fair! :)
Still, the Netherlands, Amsterdam in particular, is a place I think I'd quite like to live, it's just got a nice feel to it all and everything (for the short time we were there) just seemed to work.
Hell, even the airport was nicely organised, clearly readable signs that all make sense and easy to work out where you are and where you need to be (anyone who's been to Heathrow back me up here, some airports are definitely worse than others)

