Gone and home again

Well, we've been home since yesterday.

Made it there and back again. Got side-tracked on the posting, though. Last week, my dad died. He would have wanted us to go anyway so we did. And we had a great time.

We went to the Anne Frank Huis and saw Anne's original diary along with the place where the Frank family hid for two years.

We took a canal boat to the Van Gogh Museum and saw a few of his paintings. One of the sunflowers he did and some self-portraits.

We walked for miles and miles. Along great canals in beautiful neighborhoods.

We sat in a coffee house for awhile. Met some students from Geneva, France.

We had dinner with an awesome Dutch couple, Saskia and Sienie, in their beautiful home on the Amstel River. They sang happy birthday in Dutch.

We walked more. We walked through the Red Light District.

We rode the tram and the metro. We rode the train out to the airport.

We hung around there for several hours and then we got on an airplane and flew home.

There are lots of things on our lists to do but we will have to go back to do them.

I would go today...