The Netherlands’ public transportation is far more developed than ours.
Arriving at the Keukenhof Gardens. Holland is famous for its tulips.
The park was really crowded.
Did I mention that the park was really crowded?
European sensibilities are quite different from ours. It’s odd, considering the principal this country was supposedly founded on.
My dad stands triumphantly in the middle of the hedge maze.
One of the last windmills.
This cool bell thing played several songs.
You know what they say about men with big feet…
…big shoes!
… I have no idea.
A college.
No, please, don’t get out of your … vehicle.
People ride anything onto the ferries – even small cars.
We walked about 3 miles across the city to get to this park. This statue was the most interesting thing in it. Ah well.
Lunch.
Lunch.
Nigga, please
Part of the zoo. It took us an hour to figure out how to get in.
Yeah.
Mmhmm. She’s blue. Move along.
Awesome Swiss girl working in a seed shop taught us all about Amsterdam’s squatting laws. Squatting as in living in abandoned buildings, pervert.
There were outdoor urinals.
Breakfast at the 2nd BNB we stayed at. Sprinkles on toast = yumm.
Backyard of the 2nd BNB. Both of the places we stayed at were in a town called Landsmeer; we rode the bus into Amsterdam each day.
A lot of the streets had these scenes on them. I imagine they used to be representative of the occupations of the residents.
Inside one of the Delft potteries.
Here we have an artist showing us what he’s working on. On the right is the model he’s basing it on.
Before glazing. The grey becomes the traditional “Delft blue.” Colored Delftware is also available.
How did we get this shot? No, not standing on a bridge. Look carefully.
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