Amsterdam

Canal homes in Damrak, Amsterdam (Canon F-1/Kodak Ultramax 400) Lacking any enthusiasm for hard drugs and prostitution, Amsterdam is a city I never imagined I would visit. But, as any well-traveled soul knows, fate and a friend can take you to the farthest corners of the Earth. This was one of those journeys. I took the 6pm American Airlines flight from Philadelphia International Airport to Schiphol (pronounced ‘Ski-pol’, not ‘Ship-al’) Airport just outside of Amsterdam. No upgrades to be had, but my One-World Airlines status allowed me to get a ‘Main Cabin Extra’ seat free of charge. That got me more legroom and I had no one sitting next to me. We landed half an hour early and upon exiting the plane I saw my beautiful Travel-Wife, Doina. She was the instigator of this trip as she had family business in Amsterdam and asked if I wanted to tag along. She’s a hell of a travel planner, so I knew I was in good hands. First order of business at 8AM Amsterdam time was t...