Following Caroline's excellent directions, I made it into Central Amsterdam with no problems at all. A nice big sofa and red wine awaited which was fantastic - she really is the hostess with the mostest! Played tourist in fine style over the next few days: Anne Frank's House was in equal parts touching and saddening and the Van Gogh/Gaugin exhibition was quite absorbing (tracing their collaboration in Arles, which culminated in a massive row (a possible unwelcome advance on Van Gogh's part? It was certainly hinted at) and the infamous ear-slicing incident. Caroline and I did a bit of an Amsterdam-by-night walk too: dusky drinks on Nieuwmarkt, some great satay (incl. goat!), a wander through the red-light district ("Help! I'm stuck in this store-front window and can't get out!") and a drop of the Irish black stuff at Mulligan's before wandering back to the digs. A boat cruise down the canals was accomplished the next day (accompanied by a loud bunch of middle-aged touristy-types), along with a huge sushi feed and the by now requisite number of Buffy episodes (they can sing! Who knew?) :o) The next day's very early start didn't gel too well with this renowned lollygagger but cuckoo clocks, fondue and chocolate wait for no man.
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