Bicycles, cold, red light, concentric canals lined by stately but narrow buildings, Anne Frank puts us into rainy mood in rainy weather—bikes—look out!—shop, coffee, bikes and more coffee. Rijkmuseum and dreamy Vermeers, walk, walk, walk, poffertjes (also dreamy), where have all the tulips gone? To export, apparently; hailed same taxi driver TWICE (note to self: play lottery), go to airport—to Rwanda!—I like Amsterdam.
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