hacking, hookers, and hoofing it

We arrived home from Amsterdam (I just outed myself, so no more guesses for the contest!) last night after a VERY long day on trains and planes. By my count, I was up for almost 24 hours with the time change difference, not including the short time I spent dozing on my cross Atlantic flight. Here’s a quick status check for you:

Me: I’m sick. I got a sore throat on Friday in Belgium which progressed to congestion on Saturday and a hacking cough by Tuesday. We’re still at the hacking cough stage now. I loved The Netherlands and Belgium, but I am thoroughly happy to be back in my house, and beyond thrilled to have slept in my own bed last night.

Jim: Is still on vacation, so he’s bustling around the house doing laundry and cleaning up. I’m glad one of us has some energy! He’ll be off to pick up the dogs from the kennel in a bit.

The kids: We talked to them via email quite a bit while we were gone, so the “missing Mommy & Daddy” was kept to a minimum. We even sent them a video postcard from the Van Gogh museum! The girls were still up when we arrived home last night so we got to say hello and tuck them back into bed at my mom’s before proceeding home. I saw Matthew this morning before he went to school.

The job: Cross your fingers for a slow day for me. I’m still on Amsterdam time!

The trip: Amazing. It was dreary, cold, and rainy, but we still had an amazing time. We went to museums and toured Anne Frank’s house and ate in pubs and walked through the Red Light District. We spent our nights in pubs with our friends who went along, Jamie and Ed, and our days walking around the city.

Best thing I saw: Anne Frank’s house. Since I wasn’t able to get to a concentration camp on this trip (the closest one to Amsterdam, Westerbork, was closed this month) I spent a good long time at Anne Frank’s house, taking it all in. More on that later.

Worst thing I saw: The chubby hooker in the red light district wearing a thong two sizes too small. My eyes, they are bleeding.

7 Responses to “hacking, hookers, and hoofing it”

  1. Lori says:

    Oh how I would love to have seen Anne Frank’s home. I’m a sucker for the real stuff like that. Are you a collector of any sorts? My dad goes to Amsterdam for training through his work. He always gets my mother a shot glass from all the different places.

    Sorry you had to see the other….

  2. Kim says:

    Well, you know how hard it is for fat chicks to get thongs. You’ve been with me to Victoria’s Secret where they ignored me! LOL

    Welcome home!

  3. tim says:

    Don’t be hating on the hookers. Hookers are people, too.

  4. Tracy E. says:

    Welcome Home! I can’t wait to hear more about your trip. I loved Anne Frank’s House. Loved the Van Gogh museum also. Hope you got a chance to travel outside of Amsterdam.

  5. Charlene says:

    Glad you had a nice trip – Can’t wait to read about it – Your description of your worst site is really funny :)

  6. Spice says:

    Sean used to live in Amsterdam and we have friends that just moved there. Boy does he have stories about there! (Just glad he lived there before I met him) ;) Glad you had a nice trip.

  7. Deb says:

    Did any of the places leave you feeling inspired, moved or full of thought more than you thought they would?