In Brussels, I ate a bunch of frites (Belgium Fries), waffles and chocolate. I feel so sick, but a good type of sick where I know I'm sick because I love what I'm eating. Fritz was in heaven. Everything was so photogenic!
Amsterdam was my favorite. I was surpirsed that we weren't being harassed or leered at by stoned perverts. That was a great surprise. It felt cozy. Calm. Autumnal. Comfortable. Plus, EVERYTHING in Amsterdam was beautiful, including the men.
Two drawbacks: we weren't in Amsterdam long enough and it was rainy.
Note to future husband: one day, we will go to Amsterdam, stay there for a few days before renting a car and touring Holland.
3 comments:
Oh Leslie my jealousy has reached a new summit. I love Amsterdam so much. I miss Holland, and your photos didn't help my pangs of nostalgia. What a wonderful holiday. Are Belgium frites the best?! I hope you had frite sauce with them. Gah! I miss Dutch food so much! Plus your photos are always so lovely. Good work.
SO PRETTY! i wanna go!
We have a Belgian fry place here and it's my kids' favorite restaurant. I tell them we can only go every few weeks or so because I want them to at least get through grade school without clogging their arteries.
My aunt has lived near Amsterdam for close to 20 years. She says everyone there knows it's the tourists who do the weed.
I love your pictures! Those buildings look so cool. I can't wait to go there. I want to overdose on Vermeer, Van Gogh, Rembrandt...
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