As the others took in Body Worlds and the Van Gough Museum, I sauntered through the streets of Amsterdam at my own pace, taking in its sights and sounds. Dam Square, home to the Royal Palace, where I fell in love with Ted. We both have the same hair, which I think is rather sweet, but I am philosophical. Holiday romances never last.
As Katie Melua told us, there are 9 million bicycles in Beijing, so I’m surprised to learn there are only 881,000 in Amsterdam. They are everywhere. 58% of the population cycle to work on upright bikes, and there’s not a scrap of lycra to be seen. The Dutch have mastered the art of sedate cycling while holding an umbrella above their heads, a necessity during the monsoon-like rainstorms the city often gets.
Once you’ve been bitten by the travel bug, there is no antidote. Wanderlust will course through your veins for the rest of your life. Travel, for me, has always been an addiction. I can never get enough of it, despite having been forced to slow down a bit recently. An Continue Reading