Karen is reading the booklet she bought at the houseboat museum. He had an Amsterdam houseboats walking tour, where he walks you around Amsterdam, starting at the museum, to see canal boats and point out answers to questions people would ask him. Like, how do you get water and power? What happens in the winter? What kind of maintenance do you have to do and how often? With answers like, that there are maps that tell you how low the bridges are, so you know if your boat will fit under.
At noon we walked down to the Waterlooplien Market for a quick lunch on the way to Pat’s haircut appointment. Worst burger Karen said she had ever had; dry and who knows what kind of meat it was. Looked breaded, but it wasn't.
Pat went to get his hair cut near the Rembrandt Square. It was cold as I walked around the square, so I ducked into the only shop on the square, Flying Tigers. It luckily had interesting things to look at and good oldies rock n roll music playing. Interesting?
Then I ducked into a Starbucks, because I knew they would have internet. I soon found out Pat was waiting for me, because he made the apt for the wrong day and there weren't any openings.
We walked to the Katten Kabinet Museum, something that was on our itinerary, but we never got around to it. This is a huge Canal House on the important, prestigious Herengracht canal. What a beautiful place and the museum owner still lives upstairs.
You enter in on the ground floor where the ticket office and gift shop are. Then you go up one floor and you tour around on your own. You get to see the ball room, dining room, music room and the beautiful living room. It's gorgeous.
The cabinets were made by a cabinet maker and the whole room was wonderfully carved mahogany with shutters that fold into the wall to open up to that beautiful canal view. He has his cat collection around; mostly hanging art work done by some well-known artists. That's why it's called the cat house. Yes, we saw two real cats.
We walked back toward home, stopping at a desert shop to get something for later; an Oreo donut and a chocolate covered waffle. Across the street is our grocery store, so we stop to pick something up for dinner; lasagna and a roll, croissants, and some small carrots. On to home and another load of laundry.
This morning Karen was reading near her window and noticed a young girl and her father on the bridge. They were obviously looking for the GEO box. She watched them quite a while search in every orange lamp post and both sides, all over the bridge and down all four banks of the river. She had seen two young men not be able to find it yesterday and she didn't want this father and daughter to miss it, because they had already checked exactly where it was twice, so she knew they knew it was supposed to be there. So she opened our window and pointed to the pole. They saw her and went over. They finally found it and gave her two thumbs up. When they left, they waved goodbye.
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