Last fling in Amsterdam...


Sunday, September 25.  (Three months till Christmas!)

Lazy morning today, again! Then a light lunch then off on a tour of the city by coach, by canal boat and on foot. 

There is not much to say about Amsterdam except it is about it is about the most liberal and accepting of any country that I know of. Drugs, prostitution and any form of expression that is non violent is accepted. 

The place is teeming with people, literally teeming. This life is a bit beyond Fellette's and my comfort level. I guess we are plain and simple folk at heart!

We enjoyed again all that this city has to offer, and are in awe as to how the Dutch seem to blend into many societies that are far less open about accepting such a variety of lifestyles without passing judgement upon others who may be less open. The previous statement may not make much sense, but I hope you understand.

The cruise has been wonderful in all respects. There has been some bumps and grinds along the way, but I am pleased how we rolled with it and also proud of our fellow passengers, about 45% of whom are elderly Canadians who took the momentarily, hourly, daily and changes with class, dignity and humour!

Our day tomorrow is a long one: coffee at maybe 5:30, breakfast a bit later and bags out at 8:45, off the ship at 9:30 to the airport and start the long, luxurious ride home to Beautiful BC. 

My next and last post will be from Fort Langley tomorrow at the usual time when home, around 


10:00 pm,  BC time.  Lord willing! 

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Thanks for being with us, no matter how periodic, it gave me a sense of purpose and I thought of you all at various times throughout the trip.

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Our busy day today...


On the canal cruise boat.


Houseboats abound.


Snobby cruiserson a personal tour, they appeared to have everything except happiness.


Sunday, what to do? Sit and watch the silly tourists go by.


Charging cars.


Finally a car too small for Fellette.


Quaint buildings everywhere, and tall Dutch people!.


In a cheese shop.

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Gouda, gouda everywhere!


More cheese.


Just an attractive building by the canal.


Do the Dutch eat cheese by any chance?


Shoes too big for her?


Tourist trap.


There is a long stretch of a canal with nothing but garden supplies, mostly bulbs.


We could spend hours in there but only had minutes.


Wooden tulips this time of the year.


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