Unexpectedly in Amsterdam

As I sit in an internet cafe in the middle of Amsterdam, my entry will have to be short and sweet.

This morning we found ourselves wandering around Brugge, Belgium. 

Brugge Provinciaal Hof
Brugge Belfort
Amanda Ross in front of Brugge Provinciaal Hof
Brugge Grot Markt
Paul Ross in Brugge with the Onze-Lieve-Vrouwekerk spire in the distance
Gruuthusemuseum in Brugge

We snapped a few photos, and caught a train back to Antwerp.  I recognized the train station from the famous flash mob. We have a knack for catching things under construction, Antwerp Central was the same!

Bahnhof Antwerpen-Centraal

Then we jumped trains and headed to Nederlands. Amsterdam Central was also under construction.

Amanda Ross at Amsterdam Centraal
Paul Ross with Basiliek van de HH Nicolaas in Amsterdam
Koninklijk Paleis Amsterdam with De Nieuwe Kerk
Rijksmuseum in Amsterdam

We found ourselves a hostel this morning and checked in this evening about 6 PM.  We walked all the way from the station to our little hostel up near a quaint little eating district.  We stayed at the Hotel Orfeo at 12 Leidsekruisstraat. We were on the very top floor. I have a really interesting story about this hostel and how it came to play at law school in Oklahoma City!

Our ventures here took us through the Red Light District!  Who would have thought?  It wasn’t that bad, I don’t think we were in the heart of it.  Just a few naughty souvenirs in the store fronts, oh, and a few leather stores.

Amsterdam Hostel

After checking in we went for a walk around the city.  We found the Anne Frank house, which happens to be under construction, or the facade is.  We got a picture of the sign and that was about it. 

There was a Holland Footie game tonight against an unknown opponent.  Don’t know if they won or not but there is a party going on in the streets.

We stopped on a quiet little street to enjoy an Indian meal. 

Who would have thought I would be sitting at a sidewalk cafe with my wife in Amsterdam eating khorma with the bellows of the crowds from the bars at every little quirk of the game.  Then again, my life has always been enchanted.  What next?

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