We left left Köln and rolled to the station. We left in the morning rush of trains heading all over Europe. We hopped on the fast train, with speeds close to 100mph. The trains are ICE (Inter City Express) and it sends a chill down my spine seeing those letters and sad for what they’re doing in the 🇺🇸. The insane news creeps into our mornings and it feels like an alternative world. I will do what I can as often as I can. Yesterday I did an online training to be a poll observer for the general election. I hope it’s a boring (and a blue wave successful kind of day.) Enough about that now!
It was not the smoothest ride but scenic and lots of beautiful lush pastures full of cows as we crossed into the Netherlands. Making Gouda cheese.
We arrive to rain. ☔️ No worries we have umbrellas. We dragged our bags over the roughest streets and got on the #17. Here you tap when you get on. While I was managing the small entrance I must have pushed the button on my umbrella. The lady behind me screamed but it didn’t hit her, just startled us all. Funny NOT funny.
Tap off or your card thinks you’re still riding around…
When she passed me she put her hands up like “don’t hit me” I said another BIG sorry lady.
Amsterdams streets, sidewalks are busy with people and bikes. The city of bikes. The surfaces are rough rough rough so our wheels are crazed. We get to our place right on the canal.
Oops I did it again 🎶🎶🎶🎶 our cute lil loft is on the top floor. No Elevator 🤪. The owner meets us and offers to help. The stairs are steep and not even a full stair. UP UP UP and we’re in. Cute place and a great view.
We settled and the sun came out so we took a walk around and stopped at the grocery store. New language to interpret but all fresh and good looking veggies and breads.
On the way back we say the smallest car yet. It’s smaller than a smart car, a micro….maybe my golf cart
Rest up for a Sunday walk around Amsterdam. It should be quiet the bars were jam packed and the pot smoke filled the air. Enough 2nd hand smoke for a buzzzzz
