Journey: Amsterdam
Another up and organised morning, and much cooler today and thus nicer for the pups. After their walk, fueled by coffee we strolled to the Van Gogh museum – I adore his work and found it such a calming place to be. The true colours of his paintings are also much brighter than I ever realised.
From there to the Moto museum, which although a complete contrast to VG was equally brilliant with lots of banksy, kusama, koons and warhol. Mark and I also posed on a giant rocking horse – watching Mark climb up was hilarious…it didn’t cross his mind to use the stirrups π
After a brief walk through Volderpark to see Volderbunk (a community music venue), we came home via the floating flower market, walked the pups and I duly fell asleep for over an hour…one late night and I’m buggered lol.
Mark had been unsure about going to Bodyworks but it was fascinating, I read every post in there and seeing the body in such detail was breathtaking. It was also very positive, as they are studying happiness and it confirmed that only 10% is down to circumstances…the rest is genetic or how we choose to frame our mind. Playing on the indoor swing and watching a laughing yoga class certainly put a smile on our faces.
Then the bit I’d half been dreading…the free body assessment. Turns out Mark has lost half a stone and I’m the same weight as when we left – despite walking 86miles last week my rediculous overconsumption of all things yummy has fortunately been balanced out π Will be interesting to see where we are at in a years time π
While Markles went to the supermarket I walked the pups, found a new park, some funky decorated bikes, and cooked dinner which had enough garlic in it to kill any vampires in Europe (I love garlic!).
I’ve been pestering since I first saw it from the water taxi that we should go on Europe’s highest swing…Mark wasn’t having any of it, so off I went on my tod. While I confess it’s blatantly an overpriced money spinner, the rooftop bar and views were lovely and it was a fun if very short ride on the swing. I’m glad I did it and huge thanks to the stranger who took cash in exchange for paying for me when I realised they only accept card payment and my new card is still in the UK.
Far from my original thought that I wasn’t too sure about Amsterdam, we are staying another night and have more planned for tomorrow βΊοΈ. No doubt we will be woken extra early as Ernest has just realised he is big enough to jump on the bed π