A flight
into Amsterdam is nice, everything is so green. The customs go quickly and were
so easy. And after the hassles with the PLF forms in Chicago, the customs
agents didn’t even want to see them.
Of course,
there must be a malcontent somewhere. There was a man and woman a few people
behind us in line, so that we were within earshot every few minutes. The guy was
talking about immigrants when he saw some women obviously of another religion. He
started talking about Biden and our immigrants and these immigrants. Then it
was Covid, it wasn’t real, couldn’t trust the CDC, wondering if the Netherlands
was a free country. The US is a free country. On and on. The other people
around him started rolling their eyes. We just laughed at him with eye rolls,
when we’d hear him but I don’t think he even noticed. The woman with him, at
one point, told him to quit talking but he didn’t. My comment to Dale was “why did
he come, why not just stay in the US”? He, unfortunately, is the kind that make
us all look like ugly Americans. But we will do our best to fit in, speak a few
Dutch words, and try to change the perception.
We’d paid
extra to upgrade our hotel room to include a view of the canal. I’d read a few
complaints so was a little concerned but figured we’d make the best of it. Our
room, as it turns out, has nearly a wall of windows. The view in the day is
really nice, at night it is beautiful with all of the lights on in the flats
across the canal.
View from our room, including dish towels that I carry so that we can eat in. They were made by a cousin Barbra, who I write this blog for.
When we
arrived at the hotel I was starving, having had little besides salads and a
little container of yogurt. The woman who checked us in said that they serve
breakfast until noon. She went and spoke with the people at the breakfast area
and arranged for us to go in and eat. I was able to get a full meal before
starting our day.
As we will
be here for the next 2 weeks, we got unpacked and settled in. From our window
we could see people walking across a bridge and decided that we’d go at least
around the block. We ended up walking even further, peaking into a church built
in the early 1600’s, having coffee at a little shop, looking in the local
grocery store and wine store. 
An old church built in the 1600's
One of the
women at the front desk told me that there isn’t really any Dutch cuisine, but
that they are a soup country. We did find a soup restaurant and got 2 different
types to go. The woman working there said that there are different soups every
day. Today we got a Tuscan Tomato and a Spanish sausage soup to go. They went
well with our wine. We will likely be back and this is not from from where we will be coming and going.
The view from our room at night 
An old building from the 1600's that is now a tavern 
A view of the canal
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