In subsequent posts, I hope to write about some of the museums we visited in Amsterdam. But here, I will share a variety of things we saw just walking around.
The Central Train Station. They don’t make them like this anymore.
A bust of Prins Hendrik, at the corner of the eponymous street where our hotel was. They don’t make mustaches and sideburns like that anymore.
Bikes. Lots and lots of bikes. And people riding them (more on that later.)
If I recall correctly, this was a shopping mall.
An eyecatching poster and some public art.
A decorative door.
And, off in the distance, a windmill.