Friday got off to a slow start after a rough night’s sleep. By Peter’s request we visited his favorite playground so he could ride the teeter-totter and play in the sandbox. Then we went to the Van Gogh Museum. Apparently everyone else in the Netherlands and some surrounding countries decided to visit as well. It was hard to see much of the art as people stood six deep at the popular works. It got all to overwhelming for Peter so he and Susan went to the museum cafe and I continued on my own. My tall genes helped me peer over to see Vincent’s great works.
Susan had her turn with the art and I took Peter out to the Museumplein where he asked to walk barefoot in the grass (such an artiste). On the way home we watched some more baby coots. Peter watched a video while I made sandwiches and then Susan came home and we all took a long nap.
Post-nap we took a stroll through De Pijp. This neighborhood was built in the late 1800’s an was originally a red light district but today is Amsterdam’s Latin Quarter, home to students, artists, and immigrants from places like Suriname, Morocco, and Syria. De Pijp means “the Pipe” possibly because of the long narrow streets. The tour started by the former Heineken Brewery. The building is still there for administrative offices and a tourist attraction called The Heineken Experience. For 15 euros we took a pass. Heineken is a bad beer and I’ve been to St. James Gate which is much more interesting.
Along the walk we saw the former homes of artists and cabaret stars, houses built a acute angles called “slices of cake,” and returned to the Albert Cuyp street market which was rather noisily being cleaned up for the day. The tour ended and the lovely patch of green called Sepharti Park. Peter discovered two playgrounds along the walk – one on a street corner and one in the park. The park was also home to a wide range of birds splashing about in the man-made stream.
We returned home and Susan made a lovely supper and then to bed for a much-needed rest.