wowza! after the 13 hour flight, we made it to heathrow and stepping out onto the tarmac at 8am at 8degrees was a big wake up call!
and we made it to Schipol on time, but guess what? our luggage was still in Heathrow, finding its way to us.. so sometime in the next day or two, our barang barang should be returned to us..
so today, we managed to amble around the neighbourhood - to see how much/ little had changed [a ''subway'' (the one with the sandwiches and chipotle dressing) popped up in the middle of one street VS the dulcet tones of reggae still being piped through the enamel-ware and rasta-ephemera shop]. saw the classic frites stall and smelt the stroopwafels, as well as had a glimpse of spring colours at the flower shops...
yes yes, this all doesn't quite make sense when there aren't any pictures, but i assure you, we will post some pics once we get a hold of our time differences/ jet lag
ooh....and one last thing before i end [i am actually a bit tired by now - i am re-re-re thinking my words as i type them -
it's pretty amazing to be in such a cold cold country! winter fashions abound! no need to stuff everthing in the fridge! fruit stays in an actual fruit basket! [and if we're lucky, maybe snow!! (turns out we missed a light snow about 2 days back) - still keeping my eyes peeled for my first ever - once in a life time chance to see/touch snow]
catcha later mates
K (and J - who is now a bit cold)
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and they don't go soggy too - the marvels of dry heat/cool.
Your description has me walking back though the streets of Dam, ahhhh. Lovely. I remember the fries and mechanical snack machines with odd things in boxes in them.
hmm.. is that Celsius or Farenheight?
8C is pretty nice and warm actually..
It's the tail end of winter!
(I hope)
Probably clears up end of the month actually..
Enjoy!
Keefe stop complaining about the weather, in boston this past winter, we had nights that were between 4-5 fahrenheit.
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