As I sit in an internet cafe in the middle of Amsterdam, my entry will have to be short and sweet.
This morning we found ourselves wandering around Brugge, Belgium. We snapped a few photos, and caught a train back to Antwerp. Then we jumped trains and headed to Nederlands.
We found ourselves a hostel this morning and checked in this evening about 6 PM. We walked all the way from the station to our little hostel up near a quaint little eating district. I cannot remember the street we are on nor how to spell it so you will just have to take our word for it. Our ventures here took us through the Red Light District! Who would have thought? It wasn’t that bad, I don’t think we were in the heart of it. Just a few naughty souvenirs in the store fronts, oh, and a few leather stores.
After checking in we went for a walk around the city. We found the Anne Frank house, which happens to be under construction, or the facade is. We got a picture of the sign and that was about it. There was a Holland Footie game tonight against an unknown opponent. Don’t know if they won or not but there is a party going on in the streets.
We stopped on a quiet little street to enjoy an Indian meal. Who would have thought I would be sitting at a sidewalk cafe with my wife in Amsterdam eating khorma with the bellows of the crowds from the bars at every little quirk of the game. Then again, my life has always been enchanted. What next?