We also figured out something else today. Amsterdam actually has 3 Red Light districts. The main one and 2 smaller ones. We went to one, it's so weird. A row of red fronted glass rooms nestled amidst the houses and churches along the canal. We walked along and I saw more of the same. Gorgeous girls mixed with the opposite of gorgeous girls. They keep it all very open here, nobody judges. There is still some persecution of the prostitutes, I hear, but nothing like it used to be. They are just women doing a job to pay the bills, legally.
Kierstie is already dreading leaving, she loves it here. Maybe this is the start of a new love affair for us, time will tell. It rained most of the day today but later on in the day we went out and had a walk. Saturday night is hopping all over the city. Street performers are everywhere and the music is pouring out of the cafes and coffee shops. Here they are not the same. Coffee shops sell coffee and weed. Cafes sell coffee and booze, and usually food. Oddly, I've not seen much in the way of food available at the coffee shops here. They have basic stuff like chips and so on, but not much of it. You'd think they'd capitalize on the stoner munchies a bit more. Now we're back into relax mode here at our lovely rental. Below is the view from the living room of the apartment we're staying in.
Sorry folks, gotta run. I have an appointment with Mr. Casey Jones and the last half of Brandon Sanderson's Mistborn. So far, it's good. It's has the potential to get much better, and I think it will. He did well with the WOT finale, even if it was a bit anti-climactic, but hey...all really good endings are.
Lesson for the day. Uhh......Ummm....ahhh...Umm.....shit. Sorry, I thought I had it there for a second. I guess it went up in smoke.
XXX
Ian
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