We’ve kept at least semi-busy in the ‘dam. A lot of the usual stops, Waterlooplein Market, alas with empty hats, Vondel Park, the IVM, Westerpark, etc. 

The U.S. British Food Market on Leidestraat carries Frank’s red Hot sauce. A worthy stop.

We took the train to Utrecht, about 30 minutes away. We were having tapas along the canal, when we heard a boat coming with a violin playing. Reach for the camera and take a shot. 

I quickly put the camera down as I saw the single rose get tossed in the canal, from a boat load of crying people.

RIP, whomever you are.

Inevitably it’s time to go home. I got there a couple of days ago. It’s a great city. The weather the past week has been nice and cool. High’s around 70 and cool enough at night for a quilt. But we’ve been gone long enough, it’s time to go home.

Today was a special day as we had a new addition to the family. Nancy will provide details.

Tomorrow, a trip to Haarlem, followed by our “last supper”  at our favorite Thai restaurant.

Then it’s the train to Brussels, a nice dinner somewhere,  and back home.