This building, a block or so down the canal from where we are staying, seems to exemplify a lot of the architecture here… The basic forms are still pretty much boxes, but they have been jauntily inventive in surface treatments and decoration.
Twilight on the canal
More bikes
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.
A little watery sunlight on this very patriotic bike.
Spinoza statue at Waterlooplein: “the purpose of the state is freedom.”
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 