at the belfast airport we said goodbye to aunt marty & uncle dee, while mama jo, sister kerry june, sister-in-law-to-be kristen met up with ashley for the next chapter in our last minute european adventure.
amsterdam, holland (or rather the netherlands) is a picturesque postcard every which way you look… little did i know it’s quite literally the “venice” of the netherlands.
dozens of canals (and even more boats & houseboats) criss cross the city, resulting in a myriad of bridges (mostly cobblestone) & canal crossings.
we spent our days in amsterdam wandering throughout the city… exploring museums (i have fallen madly in love with van gogh’s almond blossom painting & was touched by anne frank’s plight), & quite literally stopping to smell the flowers.
we’ve hunted for windmills, rode in water taxis & experienced the city from high atop a ferris wheel.
we ate waffles, crepes & pancakes on nearly every corner and tried on lots of wooden shoes.
but seriously, what’s a trip to amsterdam without a visit to the red light district? although, i was fairly surprised when i realized it looked just like any other street.
but, if you looked really closely, you suddenly start to notice that there really & truly are red lights & even red curtains lining the windows. & behind those red curtains, you’ll sometimes get a peek of a little leg, or if you’re really lucky, maybe a bit more. but don’t try to take their pictures, that’s a definite no no, & they will slap you on the wrist.
next stop? the world famous tulip festival – i just know it’s going to be amazing.