a walk in vondelpark

Amsterdam is not a city filled with historic or tourist must-see landmarks. There are a few, but other than that, Amsterdam is a city best experienced by walking through its cobbled streets and checking out little things here and there. For instance, Tokyo is a huge shopping city, so is Paris. But Amsterdam is not. There are some shopping, but nothing that took my breath away and trigger my buy instinct.

We also arrived at a time when the weather was good, lots of sun with a little chill, so we spent some time at Vondelpark. It's a big park at the fringe of the city, very near where we sleep at night at Hotel Fita. Lots of locals and their dogs hung out there. The dogs were having a whale of a time at the park, dragging little logs in their mouths. I watched out for dog crap and thankfully didn't see any.

We rested a little on the lawn. Sam took out a book the size of a telephone directory out of his haversack and read up on Nixon. I read a very intellectual tourguide book. Can't remember what the sis read. There was also a impromptu band playing nearby, and a rag tag football team as well. Girls in their bikinis. Mother ducks and their babies. Lots of cyclists. They are everywhere in the city and rule the roads.

Pictures taken at the Vondelpark while lying down.





The park is named after Mr. Vondel, notorious poet from the times of Rembrendt.