Amsterdam

We slept in this morning and had a leisurely breakfast.  We strolled across the canal bridge

and down the street to the Noordmarkt (North Market), an organic food market that is here each Saturday morning. There is also a huge market with antiques, vintage clothing, you name it, that is next to the food market.   

I loved the Davidson Farmers Market, but wow this was something.  The cheeses (didn't taste a bad one), 

the produce mushrooms of every shape and size.  

Bread lots and lots of different kinds.  Too much to choose from and we bought a lot including chicken and pork chops.  

We are cooking in tonight.  We were loaded down, so we brought everything home and then went back out in a different direction to explore our neighborhood.  I made an appointment to get my hair cut on Monday.  Terry already bit the bullet in Bristol, England and got a very cute cut.  Hope mine is as successful.  The girl that booked me had half her head shaved.  Not sure that bodes well.  We shall see.  Ha.  

We walked on down the street and saw this caliope playing 

Cheese stores everywhere

Bicycles everywhere

and flowers everywhere

and picked up a few things from the drug store and then stopped in a little salad bar and had a bowl of soup for lunch.  

Went back home and veged the rest of the day and fixed our dinner.  Joint effort and despite not being able to figure out how to turn on the gas stove top (we mastered the oven earlier and had roasted some beets).  

We ended up baking the chicken, cooking the mushrooms and asparagus in the oven and Walla, great dinner.  

Who says you need a cook top to fix dinner.  We sat in our doorway watching the people go by as we ate our dinner, which was every bit as good as anything we have eaten out.  

People watching

Cleaned up the kitchen and then face timed my sister Sandra and cousin Joyce.  Had the first really good face time connection since this journey began.  A good day.