“Whew!” I exclaimed after our landlord’s brother left us alone in our new apartment. We had made it through our 6 week/7 country whirlwind tour. As we slowly checked out our new digs I could feel energy seeping back into my bloodstream.
Our apartment here is gigantic. The owner is a very tall Dutchman so everything is appropriately sized – which Brian loves. I, on the other hand, feel like a hobbit every time I reach up to cook on the stove. I can’t see what’s in 60% of the cabinets in the kitchen, so it’s a good thing my wonderful husband is here to give me a boost.
“Don’t stand up on the back of the boat” our audio guide warned us as our canal tour boat barely skimmed under a low bridge. Â We putted through the city, staring up at the leaning buildings and bridges adorned with twinkling Christmas lights. We reflected on the very different feeling of this canal city and Venice, where the canals were the only method of transportation and therefor overcrowded. Amsterdam has canals, bike paths, trams, buses, roads, and pedestrian walkways so the waterways remained a quaint reminder of the city’s history.