Amsterdam was a blur of trams, cars, bicycles, scooters, and canals. Pedestrians are the last priority in this transport hierarchy. It is a nice city however with unique character.
The "Red Light" district was smaller than we had anticipated, and stripper-girls looked odd posing in windows in broad daylight due to the season of only a few hours of darkness.
By far the grand highlight was the Van Gogh Museum. It is rare that I am moved by creations of man, but the art of Van Gogh was truly moving. I would travel all that way just to see the museum and come home!
This is a fine city to make the final destination of our trip. It is amazing to look back at all we have done, and see how close we are to completing this adventure. We have been very lucky throughout. Daina being stung by a jelly fish and Steve getting food poisoning (IN BRUSSELS) is really not much to complain about! All that is left is to fly Amsterdam to Ireland to Chicago to LAX. Then our world tour is complete!
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Interesting what moves us. A friend of mine said he broke into tears at the British Museum looking at stuff from famous battles. His wife did tears at the Coliseum in Rome. The pile of rocks near the 'High Water Mark' at Gettysburg always puts a lump in my throat. To walk that same hallowed ground, to gaze across that same open field is powerful stuff.
ReplyDeleteWe're back to Oregon in early July so consider coming up. Saw Carlos and Joey in Modesto a few weeks ago. Both seem to be doing well. Look forward to doing yakkityyak about the trip and general problem solving with you two.
Kenster