In exchange for spending time with his students I got my brother to get up this morning at 6:15 AM to drop me off at the train station so that I would arrive at the airport about the same time Axel and our friends from America did. I missed one train so I didn’t welcome them but they welcomed me, happily sipping their Starbucks coffee.

We took the train to Amsterdam and were whisked away to my friend’s house for a second breakfast of speculaas koek, tea, fabulous bread and cheese. We then set out to show Amsterdam to our friends – a walking tour towards the old Jewish neighborhood (the Jordaan) – and everyone realized we would need weeks to do a tour of Amsterdam. We settled for a day.

We met my niece the dancer at a lunch café and invited her to order whatever she wanted from the menu – it is not often that we can take her out and a dancer’s income is uneven and low. She’s off with her dance troupe to Germany to germinate a new dance. She will therefore not be able to join us on the island for the celebrations. She will also not see her American cousins, helas!

We ambled a bit more through Amsterdam and marveled at the open display of various mind altering substances that were for sale in a regular shop. There was the ‘opium-like’ high or the ‘beginner’s light;’ there were mushroom products and seeds, all wares with wonderful names.

Under the guidance of our own Dutch Master’s expert we visited the one wing of the Rijksmuseum that is open to the public. The remodeling has been going on for many years now with no end in sight. The good thing is that one could actually do two museums in the time it would have taken us to do one.

After tea in the art nouveau and smoke (and time)-yellowed Café American we took in the Van Gogh museum on our way home where we broke bread with our hosts who had prepared us a wonderful thai dinner with birthday cake for dessert. We got deep into a discussion sharia law – a topic that my friend who is professor of law is very knowledgeable about. I learned a thing or two from our learned friend, for one that Sharia Law is a misnomer and that it isn’t actually law, and then some more.

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