Even after two weeks staying at Puck's place on holiday in Amsterdam, I'm at a loss for words to describe her hospitality. I arrived almost at midnight, and was greeted with fuzzy slippers, tomato soup, and chamomile tea, and talk of broadway musicals we'd both seen. Her home is quite as pictured, full of all manner of stuff (handy, if you'd like to borrow a book or a bathrobe) in a Weasleyish sort of manner, but very well-organized. The room I stayed in was at the end of the house towards the door, huge and very private. When I tired of being out and about exploring Amsterdam, it was lovely to be able to sit by Puck's window and read (she might ask if you'd like some baroque music from her vinyl collection), or to seclude myself at the desk in the room and get a bit of work done (no rest for the wicked). Puck also provided all sorts of pointers on navigating Amsterdam from nearby Jordaan to more distant treks - and her directions on where to find groceries, which train lines to take, how to use a dutch bicycle, the national transit card she loans out, etc, will all be essential to the newcomer. Puck herself is easygoing and friendly, but far from suffocatingly so. It never felt awkward coming and going at my leisure, and hanging out in the living room even if not in a chatty mood - but in more social moods, there was an evening when I made dinner for both of us (a thank you for the tomato soup), and another very memorable night, she had a Dutch friend over, drew down the projector (her "fireplace"), and we had a magnificent, four hour feast for which she made Draadjesvlees and mashed potatoes served in Boerenbont dishes ("Wow, that is Really Dutch!" her friend exclaimed). Stay with Puck, and keep your mind open to a bit of spontaneity and creativity, and you'll have an experience you will never forget.