We’re still waiting for John’s work permit to be granted and it’s a lot cheaper to live outside of Norway. So we’ve come back to nearby Amsterdam where springtime is desperately trying to poke its way out of the ground and through the clouds. We’ve had much less rain than when we were here last time and certainly fewer distractions.
A favourite quote from Charlie Chaplin
Amsterdam is looking a lot more like Paris these days. When you look down, anyway. Few people seem to pick up after their pets.
