5/5 Matthew Max J. 3 months ago on Google ⢠74 reviews New
Thirty
one
years
ago,
full
of
the
dogged
enthusiasm
and
adventurous
spirit
that
unknowingly
afflicts
us
in
our
youth,
some
equally
bright
eyed
friends
and
I
spent
one
weekend
each
month
alternating
between
gay
PareĂŠ
and
the
even
gayer
Amsterdam,
seeking
to
experience
more
European
ideas
of
life
in
the
shadows
we'd
have
avoided
like
the
plague
back
in
London.
As
eye
opening,
exhilarating
and
sometimes
dangerously
stupidly
crazy
our
continental
adventures
were,
a
five
minute
walk
from
the
nightlife
of
the
dingy
Leidseplein,
tucked
neatly
away
behind
the
multiple
stars,
crystal
chandeliers
and
bright
lights
of
the
swanky
American
Hotel,
we
thought
we'd
hit
the
jackpot
with
our
Dutch
HQ
-
the
easily
unnoticable
Hotel
Kooyk.
Behind
the
unassuming
door
was
a
warren
of
steep
staircases,
twisty
corridors,
and
unmarked
doors
leading
to
bedrooms
or
bathrooms
and
bedrooms
with
bathrooms
or
more
stairs
and
sometimes
even
the
exit
to
be
street!
A
double
and
a
triple
-
one
on
the
canal-side
outer
wall,
the
other
overlooking
a
nice
inner
courtyard
garden
at
a
nightly
rate
even
when
you
included
the
somewhat
mysterious
city
tax
on
top
of
the
tax
tax
you
couldn't
find
a
backpacker
dormitory
bunkbed
in
Earls
Court
for
the
Sterling
equivalent
in
Guilders.
Breakfast
was
a
totally
European
affair
and
much
superior
to
the
paltry
offerings
of
Paris.
A
bowl
of
cereal,
toast,
meats,
fruit
and
cheese
set
us
up
until
the
afternoons
at
least
and
the
cheese
and
salami
sandwiches
we
sneaked
into
our
pockets
were
ideal
for
a
canal
or
river
side
munch.
Some
things
have
changed
since
1993,
not
least
among
those
things,
I
myself.
The
Hotel
Kooyk
has
also
changed
across
the
years
-
but
only
in
the
interests
of
modernisation.
The
stairs
are
still
clompy
wooden
hills,
the
juliette
balcony
windows
still
overlook
the
inner
garden
area
-
unfortunately
the
breakfast
isn't
automatically
included
but
even
with
the
still
mysterious
city
tax
tax
-
I
think
that
Hotel
Kooyk
sells
itself
short
as
a
1
star
guest
house.
It's
a
no
frills
gem
in
the
most
amazing
location
and
it's
successfully
survived
the
decades
whilst
some
brasher,
showier,
pricier
nearby
neighbours
haven't
-
no
snobby
American
Hotel
today
-
because
it
provides
exactly
what
you
need
to
the
point
where
you
don't
notice
the
discarded
chaff
of
unnecessary
extras
that
cost
you
more
and
more
and
more
knowing
that
you
will
never
need
nor
use
the
fripperies.
Congratulations
Hotel
Kooyk
-
I
wish
you
another
thirty
one
years
of
success.
Other
than
one
night
on
that
bloody
boat
in
the
harbour
-
for
the
experience
-
I
wouldn't
recommend
anywhere
other
than
Leidsekade
82
to
anyone
who
visits
Amsterdam.