Old Amsterdam

We made it after an interesting flight, it started with some jackass already sitting in our seat on the plane and ended with Kirsten saying, "These are our seats and you need to move." I was convinced we were going to have an international incident but didn't

Our hotel is out of this world. It is an old college and the place drips charm, it has a huge room with king bed and full tubs/shower, awesomeness comes to the bergmans

We ate traditional pea soup and potato and eel soup for dinner and some potroast and meatloaf that was out of this world. The beer has totally changed we are now crisp and golden as it was mild, bitter, and dark before in London, I will miss London Cask Ale.

We've crossed one canal and that's it, it has been a long day and we'll probably hit the sack early as we have a date with mr. VanGogh tomorrow at 9 am. It is almost 10 pm and the sun is shinning brightly.

Pedometer: 3,106, I'm pretty sure I didn't even walk enough today to cut the lawn - how embarrassing.