As of August 2019, back at home after six months on the road through Asia and Europe.
Over there, you have green fingers, if you’re any good. Chilling out in the courtyard of the Prinshof, Delft. The most s
A place for everything, and everything in its place. The Dutch way. Some of the seriously nicest beaches in Europe, right here
The polders surrounding Amsterdam are her protection against flooding. We are so close, yet a world away here in Broek in Wate
Roy is Roy Lichtenstein. I’m giving him a piece of my mind. 😉 We hit the NEMO Science Centre and the Stedelijk, home
After a heavy day of walking and museums (Rembrandthuis, Van Gogh), Tina led us to this little park on the other side of Anne
We came, we drank (and ate), and we conquered the day. After a full day of (overnight) travel (things get weird with time zone
Habana is not all about beaches, music, and dancing. It’s also tragically, inexorably crumbling in front of our eyes.
I’ve never ascribed to the notion of “dance like no one’s watching.” A bit to new-agey for my liking.
The things I have to put up with, taking pictures so you don’t have to.
