Escort in Amsterdam Centrum, straight to your door

Hotels in the centre gather in a few pockets: around Dam and the Damrak, along the canal ring in converted merchant houses, near Rembrandtplein and the Amstel, and close to Centraal Station for guests arriving by train. Plenty of visitors rent a canal apartment instead, up steep stairs behind a narrow door. We come to every one of them. Send the address in your message and add anything useful for the last few metres, a side entrance, an unmarked buzzer, a lift that only runs with a key card.

Guests usually reach the centre long before our car does, so it helps to know the tracks. From the airport, the train to Centraal takes roughly fifteen minutes and drops you at the top of the Damrak, a ten minute stroll from the Dam itself. The north to south metro line calls under the city at Centraal, Rokin and Vijzelgracht, which is the quickest way to swap the old town for the museums or De Pijp, while Nieuwmarkt and Waterlooplein belong to the lines heading east. Trams fan out from the station in almost every direction and run until roughly half past midnight.

After that, night buses leave from the station on the hour and half hour, and the taxi ranks at Centraal, Rembrandtplein and Leidseplein keep going until dawn. If you are coming back late from a dinner across town, message us from the back seat. Your ride and hers can be timed to meet at your building within minutes of each other, which is the whole point of outcall on a night that is already moving.

Centrum suits guests who like the city right outside the window. Some bookings stay in the room from start to finish; others begin with a drink in a hotel bar or a slow walk along a lit canal before heading back. Angelika brings a confident, relaxed glamour that fits a late jazz bar or a quiet suite equally well, Samanta has a composed, noir kind of elegance, and Nora is the spirited choice when the evening has champagne in it.

Later still, once the bars around Rembrandtplein have closed, the centre plays like a slow-motion film: trams parked for the night, taxis gliding along empty quays, a lone cyclist crossing a bridge. Those are exactly the hours our line was built for, and a booking at three in the morning is handled just like one at nine in the evening, with the same honest arrival time.

Staying just west of the canals? The Jordaan page covers those streets, and De Pijp is a short hop south across the Singelgracht. You can also scroll the full line-up and pick anyone at all; she simply starts her drive from a little further away.