Sunday, 14 December 2008


Amsterdam comes alive at noon on Sundays. You can almost set your watch to it.

The sun that shone in my eyes earlier to wake me has disappeared behind a thick layer of grey cloud, but there are boats on the canals, cars on the streets and families with children bundled up all around.

The parking police are also out on the streets. It's a good thing K put Ellen to bed in the underground garage last night.

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