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Sin City....or Just Amsterdam
Today started at the horrible hour of 5:00am. We rolled out of bed, and before we could even allow ourselves to realize how little we had slept our bodies went into autopilot and did what it has done best the last month - began shoving everything into our backpacks for the final time. We were like well oiled machines changing our clothes, putting make up on, brushing our teeth and washing our faces. We were ready, backpacks on, and headed for the lobby to check out in 20 minutes ...
Dunes, Boobs, and Pancakes
... with sheep, goats, and roosters. I got a Dutch pancake with bacon, goat cheese, and honey. For my drink, I tried a Rose Bier which is half Rose wine and half beer. It was so sweet and lekker. On the car ride home, I talked about the differences in American and Dutch driving with Vince and I attempted to explain what a learner's permit is.
Shena and I talked some more after we got back home, I did some homework, and went straight to ...
I made it
... so I was again put on standby on the next flight, which was the next day, in another thirteen hours. The lounge closed at midnight so I could not stay there, thus I was forced to spend the night in the airport which luckily is a 24 hour airport (unlike Sydney). I went for a shower before it closed and then found a bench somewhere and tried to sleep for a few hours before heading back to the lounge which opened at 6am. I felt like ...
Milling the wind
... the operators of the mill a warm farewell, we wandered back through the area and, after a loop through the wider part of the local suburb (that took us past some more beautifully gardened homes), we returned to the train station and headed back to Amsterdam. Lunch was some bar snacks and beer at a lovely little cafe (essentially their cafes are what we would call bars) and we relaxed in the full heat of the afternoon watching the bikes whizz past. ...
Brussels (not really) and Amsterdam
... went to the Torture Museum which was a waste of 10 euros. We ended up flying through the darn thing without even getting a chance to understand the true meaning of it. So for those who would like to know, The Torture Museum was a museum that showcased all of the major tools and weapons like skull caps, hanging cages and the "heretic fork" that killed prisoners back in the Middle ...