FOR ME - AND NOT REALLY ME!
Some cities I love and am happy to return even if at each visit strange events occur! Amsterdam is one of these cities. I don't think I know how many times over 40 years I have been there but I do know that usually I always reserve a hotel which is not close to where I want to got; my sense of direction is hopeless - and hasn't mattered how old or young I was. The Dutch are open, speak several languages fluently and always pick me up when I fall flat on my face in the street. That seems to be an Amsterdam tradition for me. The reason for my visit this time was to visit the renovated Rijks museum, the modern art or the Stedelijk museum which too has been closed since I first visited it with my Mother and perhaps take in the Van Gogh museum - the only one with a specific exhibition. Perhaps the Hermitage too. Enough for three days. I lost so much time getting lost when walking down to the museum quarter which at the best, so I was told, could be walked in 45 minutes. I was clo