Christmas in Amsterdam. with kyle and anna, staying in the Bed and Coffee which didn't entirly live up to its fantastic name; even if they did provide a bed and coffee, they also managed to decorate our room with disco balls, pyschadelic light fixtures, and colorful paintings of pigs. the
Brussels light show gave christmas eve some true spirit and glorious grid stamped fried dough dusted in powdered sugar or dripping with 
chocolate; the belgium waffel steaming just in spite of the cold december, well its really good. 
bicycles bicycles bicycles. our first hours in amsterdam i was sure we were in danger of bicylce gang attacks. it just turns out that everyone rides bikes. i'm not sure
it can even be explained, 
I wouldn't 
believe it unless I saw it.Van Gogh, wooden clogs, red light district, bicycles, canals, coffee shops, rembrant, utreicht, brussels, waffels, squares, trams, bicycles, trains, directions in dutch, intermission in the movie theater, postcards, holiday.
a very different christmas, a
way from home. 
*pictures compliments of anna and her camera.
1 comment:
dear mr. ryan,
i am jealous of your european extravaganza. i can't imagine christmas away from home. i love reading your writings . . . they are wonderful. i miss you. see you in may? i hope this is the case.
love,
katie
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