Amsterdam

Since boarding the plane in Chicago.. Instantly I take notice of the majority of Europeans onboard, duh, but it got me giddy right off the bat. Amsterdam has been amazing. 

Our hostess, Maya, is a gracious, charismatic Polish born/ Isreali raised artist. We are similar on the house decor front...LOVE IT. So many trinkets and creative pieces (made by her) all over the apartment.

 

Coffeeshops with synthetic tobacco to roll a refreshing spliff. That no tourist law was never passed, FYI..

Today we found a coffeeshop that also served beer! It was a nice bar... and had old school rock n roll decor... then the bartender put on the best of Frank Zappa.. awesome!! He had to come verify we spoke English after witnessing us enjoying the tunes.. good times.

I wish I had a chocolate hat...

 Canal cat! 

Breakfast day 1

A tile on the street

Rembrandt

The Dutch Resistance museum. This was an enjoyable learning experience. This museum reminded me of just how the third Reich occurred...never forget that shit!! And if ya don't really know a specific answer, you need to read up. Ya know that DK song Kill the Poor??  Hmmm!!!!

I really enjoyed reading all the stories of people willing to do the things they did to help preserve their fellow man. Nice reminder that it is preferable to die on your feet than live on your knees. 

Just a door

Dark alley din din

Brain obviously failing... night night