So, my father (I rather call him: the-man-who-has-a-lot-of-nosehair) works at a comany, and once a year they organize a trip with lots of fun activity.
Saturday morning we left, going to Amsterdam. It was about one and a half hours.
The hotel was freaking awesome, with a beautysalon, like 6 restaurants, 3 eatingsalons, and a few cute bars. Also a hairdressroom, kids-play-paradise, a tennis court, squash room and gym.