Vanessa, relaxed company in De Pijp

Some evenings need nothing more than good company and no agenda whatsoever, and that is the evening Vanessa was made for. No production, no plan that has to be followed, just a table somewhere pleasant and several hours that pass more quickly than either of you expected. Travellers who have spent the day being efficient tend to find her a considerable relief.

She is 25, 173 centimetres and slim, with long sandy brown balayage hair and hazel eyes, and an understated coastal chic to the way she dresses, soft neutrals and clean shapes with nothing loud anywhere in the outfit. Sweet is accurate but incomplete; the better word is relaxed, because she brings the temperature of a room down about ten degrees in the most welcome way.

Languages are the curiosity she cannot shake, collected in fragments and practised on anyone willing, and Samanta is her fellow offender. Fragrance is the quieter obsession, shared with Sonya, who is equally capable of spending an afternoon on one bottle. Cycling is simply how she lives here, in rain and wind and every other kind of weather this country produces so generously, which explains both the calm and the legs.

She keeps a flat in De Pijp, close to the market and a short run into the centre or south toward the airport hotels. She speaks English, and she is genuinely interested in what you do with yours. Book Vanessa when you want an evening with no edges, a long dinner, and a conversation that wanders a long way from where it started. She is 25 and in no rush about anything, which turns out to be exactly what a person wants at the end of a week of tight connections.

Leave the itinerary blank. Vanessa is the answer to an evening that does not want organising, which is precisely why travellers who have spent twelve hours being efficient find her such a relief.

A table somewhere pleasant is the entire plan. A room settles when she sits down in it, and that is not something she does deliberately, and several hours go by faster than either of you had planned for. Languages are the itch she has never scratched properly, picked up in fragments and tried out on anybody willing, so expect to be asked what you speak and to be genuinely listened to when you answer. Fragrance is the quieter obsession, a whole afternoon spent on one bottle. She cycles through every kind of weather this country produces, which explains the calm and most of the rest of her.