Leaving Amsterdam

After a morning spent doing updates and writing part of an article, I left the hotel and walked to the train station...

 

When I took the next photo, a movement in the bottom left of the view caught my eye...

 Uninhabited canal detritus...

Leaving Centraal Station...

 If you're going to get stuck in an airport for any length of time then I can recommend Schiphol. Spacious and plenty of facilities, I spent several hours reading, writing and (after the purchase of a pair of headphones) some listening. Also some people watching. Fascinating to see so many people in their late teens or early twenties dressed with references to the 60s and 70s. One girl even had one of those freak flag pendents swinging around her neck.

Before boarding, the ground crew ask if anyone wanted to volunteer to stay overnight and catch the first flight back to Newcastle tomorrow. A cash incentive and a free hotel room was offered as bait.

Given that I've seen Debbie in three days out of the last twelve the prospect of another night away from home held no appeal whatsoever.