These are heavy. This is not cool. Where'd she go?
Um, this is Central Station in Amsterdam.
This is not our tram, but I know it will come soon, faster than the rain.
We are staying at the Parkzijde Bed and Breakfast which is on the south side of Ooster Park in Amsterdam.
Our B&B is on the first floor in the left quarter of this building. Our door is just above the drivers window of the silver care. Our two windows (shielded by the plants) are to the right. We look out onto Ooster Park.
Mister Pete says "there must be something over there". (Yes, Peter, Ooster Park is across the street.)
Seconds before, the bikers whizzed by us.
My belly is not that big. It's the Netbook which makes it look that way. Are we cool? Are we relaxed?
This is a Connie self-portrait (or whatever you want to call it). Notice the all glass bathroom counter, sink and faucet.
An alternate view of Pete's netbook. And, oh yes, the inside of our b&B bedroom.
Corner market where fresh fruit was purchased for the weary Americans, us.
Okay, it's not an egg McMuffin, but it is a fresh pork sandwich (they have a different name for it here).
