Our super duper groovy new best friend.
Today I literally slept until two, grabbed a koffie verkeerd (café latte) and read outside, then wandered through the fleamarket stands in Waterlooplein. They had many beautiful antiques, along with rasta gear, miscellaneous clothing, bike equipment, etc etc. There were also so many dogs that I wanted to pet! But, I didn't want to be that creepy American who was chasing dogs, so I restrained myself. Sad day. I have been wondering how difficult it would be to bring a dog home from Amsterdam to the United States- if I hypothetically got one here. Thoughts?
We also have this cat who lives in Prins Hendrikkade whose name I do not know. I've been told his/her name changes every year, depending on what the new residents decide to call him. However, he reminds me of a hybrid between Grey Kitty (otherwise known at Satan) and Black Kitty back in Baltimore. He is black like Black Kitty, but feisty/terrifying/kind of cute like Satan. He is the kind of cat that will only pay attention to you if you have snacks. I just have love for this stupid cat, so sadly it does not pay attention to me. Oh well.
funny words of the day:
pinda= peanut
kaas= cheese
pindakaas=peanut butter, literally: peanut cheese.
On that lovely note, I am off to make din din with the roomie and then perhaps hit the town! Ciao!
Megs! I am SO happy to hear you're doing well. I have never been to Amsterdam, but from what you've written, I completely agree that it is the perfect city for you. You keep on practicing your Dutch and don't let the stupid, snarky girl get in your way. You are so brave! :)) Wish you were here!!...actually I wish I was there with you more. The next piece of mail you get will be me in a box...hopefully ;))
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Sienna