Still crazy after all these years
Apparently they sell more than coffee in some of these places.
The canal near Waterlooplein… Bikes, rowers, houseboats…
Earlier this year, we visited Melbourne’s tiny and exclusive Bar Americano, where high-quality ingredients are mixed with laboratory precision by highly invested mixologists (that ridiculous word is very seldom appropriate, but it is in this case).
Yesterday we visited Amsterdam’s House of Bols, where a mildly interesting tour ends in a swirl of brightly colored sugar syrups scientifically formulated to make college girls forget their parents’ wise warnings.
I suppose public transit is fine if you can’t afford your own scoot.
It seems like these European cities all abound in great knockers.
The line outside the van Gogh Museum was shorter and less miserable than the Anne Frank line.
While the people are away, the cats will develop an inexplicable taste for “football.” Thanks Prov…. and Go Ajax!
A little watery sunlight on this very patriotic bike.
Spinoza statue at Waterlooplein: “the purpose of the state is freedom.”
A tiny fraction of the queue outside the Anne Frank House
“Mixed Snack” at the Art Nouveau showpiece Bar Américain off the Leidseplein. What’s funny is that even after all this, we walked by a place advertising all you can eat spare ribs and thought it sounded good.
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 