Back in Amsterdam
After a two hour gate hold in the plane at O'Hare, the flight seemed endless. But when I arrived the sun was out, and I found my apartment on a tiny little street a couple of blocks from Anne Frank's House. As you can see, I've already started nesting. I have my first batch of Dutch flowers for this trip. I have the entire ground floor of a small old house. The street is much quieter than the one I was on last year - better for sleep, but not as much activity to watch.