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... They try to buy the cheap ones because they are stolen all the time, even though they try to spend more on the locks. And we noticed young mothers biking with an attachment that can carry two or three kids in the front of the bike. Some of the children carrier attached to the bikes were rectangular wooden boxes where children could sit, sort of like a wooden Red Flyer. And no seatbelts. Next we visit a wonderful museum, the Rijks Museum, where our superb ...
... buyers were set up with computer screens. On the big board there was this huge clock thing. When a lot goes to bid it starts at 100 a little red dot spins around as the buyers make their bids. Its a dutch auction to the count goes down instead of up. Its super fast. The trolleys of flowers don't stop, they keep rolling through. Flowers come from all over the world, Kenya, Columbia, Ethiopia and of course the locals, Italy, Belgium and ...
... and the original coloration of his works. I’m used to the idea that pieces of art from the Middle Ages, and even from the early modern period, have lost much of their luster and original color palette due to the ravages of time. I hadn’t realized just how much so many of van Gogh’s works have changed in just over a hundred years, from purples becoming blues to entire lines and features simply disappearing ...
... fun. The next morning we were up and ready to check out. We headed to a market for the day in the city and I tried the famous stroop waffle that Holland is known for. It's two thin waffles with a layer of caramel syrup in the middle. The market was filled with food, bags, souvenirs, clothes, and everything in between. We couldn't even walk through it all before we had to head back to the hostel to pick up our bags and head to the airport. Next stop: ...
... how in the world did he ever remember me one begs to ask??
By the time I finish my chocolate and after a good chat its outside and the rain is coming down yet again by the bucket load. I still have over 100 miles or so to go and I know it’s going to be a challenge.
All the way up so far I had a good tail wind which was great to ride in but here from north of Dusseldorf it seemed to have changed direction and was now blowing a gale right into the side of me!!