Breakfast: Today we were welcomed by Marina and the Diamonds to her apartment. We saw lots of hot dads with babies on the way, and copied their chocolate croissant. Bob says she knew I wanted it. She thought I was just going to bite one from a hot dad's hand whilst he looked up our directions on his iPhone.
Marina rang to make sure we weren't lost. Lost in the pastry shop, soz.
Lunch: Once we had settled in and reapplied our make up for an hour we hired bikes so we could cycle all over Amsterdam. Ten minutes in I had to stop for lunch and luckily we were right next to a cute champignon shaped place with tables outside in the sun. We ordered the most incomprehensible things on the menu and sat back to wait. They turned out to be meaty croquettes and a well flavoured chicken and bread thing. All with a lot of mustard.
Dinner: We were worn out after our day so we climbed into bed with a pastry slice and eventually fell asleep in a nest of crumbs about six pm. Now it could have been the three hour nap, or it could have been us cycling an hour and a half in the wrong direction (past Narborough, all the way to Beaumont Leas), but we didn't get to our chosen restaurant for dinner until 11.30pm. They'd stopped serving.
But we thought we were in Europe not Lutterworth! Well, at least they've got a kebab shop.
Marina rang to make sure we weren't lost. Lost in the pastry shop, soz.
Lunch: Once we had settled in and reapplied our make up for an hour we hired bikes so we could cycle all over Amsterdam. Ten minutes in I had to stop for lunch and luckily we were right next to a cute champignon shaped place with tables outside in the sun. We ordered the most incomprehensible things on the menu and sat back to wait. They turned out to be meaty croquettes and a well flavoured chicken and bread thing. All with a lot of mustard.
Dinner: We were worn out after our day so we climbed into bed with a pastry slice and eventually fell asleep in a nest of crumbs about six pm. Now it could have been the three hour nap, or it could have been us cycling an hour and a half in the wrong direction (past Narborough, all the way to Beaumont Leas), but we didn't get to our chosen restaurant for dinner until 11.30pm. They'd stopped serving.
But we thought we were in Europe not Lutterworth! Well, at least they've got a kebab shop.
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