A town no longer my own

It is strange going back to Sydney now. It was once a huge part of me… But that Sydney has moved on without me, and it is no longer the city that I knew or was a part of. When I walk around now, I am a tourist. But I try my best to not be *that* kind of tourist!

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I look back over the photos I’ve taken on this trip, and I realise that the pictures I take in Sydney are the equivalent of the photos I took five years ago when I got to Amsterdam. Would you like to know more?

So much to tell!

I have a few loyal fans who’ve been wondering where we got to, and what has happened to the running commentary on our lives. I’m here to tell you that we’re alive, ok, and have just been incredibly busy! For a brief review which I may go into more detail with later, we’ve been …

Patting chickens.

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Going to new cafés. Would you like to know more?


Those of you following along from my last post will remember how I said that I wanted to complete a full circuit of the market before indulging in the gluhwein that was on offer. I’m sure all my highly intelligent readers can see the foreshadowing in this scenario.

Yes. By the time we got back to the wine truck, they were out of gluhwein, and would not have any more available for another half an hour! I think if I’d suggested that we wait for another half hour before imbibing something hot, Himself would have become violent (if he wasn’t too frozen to move).

Being that this is Amsterdam, we decided the best course of action was to find ourselves a traditional Dutch café in which to place ourselves for a while to defrost. We ended up at the Café Lusthof.

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Dutch Brown Cafés are all over, and you can almost walk down any street and find one. Would you like to know more?

Summer in Amsterdam

It’s easy to tell when it’s Summer in Amsterdam. Suddenly the populace is out in force in their boats on the canals.

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It is the perfect opportunity to sit in one of the many canal-side cafes and watch the state of relaxation drifting past. Would you like to know more?