As a young man Vincent van Gogh decided he was going to be a painter. There's no record that he had shown any aptitude at drawing, painting or artistry. Today there is a museum dedicated to his art where we spent most of the day. The visiting exhibit is of the work of Millais about whom I knew nothing. We were joined by hordes of people who also wanted to see Vincent's work.
Joanne missed the trip to Argentina, working you know, when Lars and I went. Sick of hearing about Argentina grass-fed beef she whined (maybe not whined)until I took her to an Argentina restaurant. To quote her response; "best steak I ever had". It cost about the same as a week in Argentina.
Amsterdam is a city of bicycles. People sit ram rod straight and everyone seems to ride. In front of Central Station there is a three story bicyle parking ramp. Every street has a bike lane.
Several long streets have been turned into pedestrian malls. A warm Saturday brought out hordes of people looking a bit like gophers emerging from a long hibernation.
2 comments:
Sounds like the prices are higher in Europe that they were in Argentina.
Are you glad you brought along your credit card and/or your cash card?
Enjoy!
You're right Dick. The Euro is about $1.55 so the old dollar doesn't go very far. In making arrangements it appreared that Amsterdam was more expensive than Vienna.
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