Spent the day on the train. They put all the cars on the ferry for the ride to Germany. Fourth five minutes to have a coffee and change money. Met a guy waiting on the platform, a chef from NYC who promptly offered me a swig of vodka from a bottle that had a big dent in it. Mind you it was 9AM! I passed. He was also headed for Amsterdam. Nice but not sorry that wee weren’t sitting together. Changed trains in Hamburg and again in Duisberg. The trains were fast and on time to the minute.
Arrived in Amsterdam and after getting a transit card took the tram to my BandB. Greeted by Michael who kindly offered to carry my bag up the stairs (more like a ladder). His place is gorgeous with 14 foot ceilings and a bathroom that’s more like a spa. I was invited out to the balcony and met his friend Stephen who had to be six foot eight. I made him sit down, it hurt my neck to talk to him standing up. Michael is originally an American but has lived here more than 30 years. Had a long talk about politics back home. He and I are both very nervous about trump.
Michael, my fantastic host in Amsterdam.
Bathroom/spa
Shower, thats my room at the end of the hall.
Michael’s friend little Stephen. 1.97 Meters!!!!!!
The neighborhood is so lovely. Dense architecture but full of nice restaurants and high end boutiques. Wish I could by a suit here. Very stylish but there is no way they would have anything in my size.
Went to bed. My room is small. Taller than it is wide but the bed is comfortable.
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