Things I’ve learned from locals and my own family about The Netherlands…
Coffee bars in Amsterdam are not actually for “coffee”…we learned this after getting a second hand high.
Biking is strictly for transportation, not pleasure.
FEBO, it’s just like you McDonalds…is it?
You can only make so many comments about the nice girls in the booths before your wife no longer think it’s funny.
In The Netherlands an a-hole is someone “being direct” but when Marc is “being direct” he is an a-hole.
We spent yesterday morning taking it easy and planning our next couple of days before heading to Scotland. In the late afternoon we took a tour of the Heineken Brewery and in the evening a tour of the Anne Frank House. Quite a contrast in mindset for these two events.
The Heineken tour was a money grab directed by the marketing team running you through a grid of advertisements. The carrot was 2 beers at the end of the tour.
The Anne Frank tour, on the other hand, was a somber view of years in the life of a beautiful young girl trying to make the best out of terrible events. Halfway through the tour everyone who had their emergency setting on their phone turned on were shocked by the loud sirens echoing through the house. Turned out there was a fire down the street…but for a moment…we were taken back in time…
Heading to Delft for the day…more to come.
McGaffs On The Fly 