Thus the exciting summary of the ride to town. Actually got picked up by an unexpected bus number. Not complaining... New guests at my house; like me, they expected to have it to themselves, unlike me they really cared -- "I don't want to share a kitchen" -- and I think they left.
Tram time! Tour the city from public transit, this time for real. #4, off for one neighborhood and little park, on again to Station RAI at the end and a large Amstelpark. Which seems fiendishly guarded by heavy traffic so I think I'll move on.
Metro! And I got lucky -- 50 arcs around the center, and is aboveground the whole way, so I got a view. Mostly of trees and public high-rises, mind you.
Weather has been very changeable. Sun, heavy rain, rain with sun, light rain, sun. I just saw my second rainbow of the day. It's like Hawaii! Only way colder.
Outer Amsterdam: not very exciting. It is indeed bicycle heaven, in terms of having own lanes and signals. But you've still got bland buildings spaced out.
Back in to the center, tried one of the mant Argentinian restaurants. Not as good as the one in London, especially the bread and butter. O tram out to the Dnieper end as daylight faded, and back to Damplatz which I'd missed on foot.
More unexpected foreign names. Martin Luther King Park. Rooseveltlaan. Churchilllaan. Linnaeusstraat. Pres. Kennedylaan.
I forgot to mention that the red light district is also the black light district, at least judging by the glow of the underwear of the window girls.
Tram time! Tour the city from public transit, this time for real. #4, off for one neighborhood and little park, on again to Station RAI at the end and a large Amstelpark. Which seems fiendishly guarded by heavy traffic so I think I'll move on.
Metro! And I got lucky -- 50 arcs around the center, and is aboveground the whole way, so I got a view. Mostly of trees and public high-rises, mind you.
Weather has been very changeable. Sun, heavy rain, rain with sun, light rain, sun. I just saw my second rainbow of the day. It's like Hawaii! Only way colder.
Outer Amsterdam: not very exciting. It is indeed bicycle heaven, in terms of having own lanes and signals. But you've still got bland buildings spaced out.
Back in to the center, tried one of the mant Argentinian restaurants. Not as good as the one in London, especially the bread and butter. O tram out to the Dnieper end as daylight faded, and back to Damplatz which I'd missed on foot.
More unexpected foreign names. Martin Luther King Park. Rooseveltlaan. Churchilllaan. Linnaeusstraat. Pres. Kennedylaan.
I forgot to mention that the red light district is also the black light district, at least judging by the glow of the underwear of the window girls.
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