Whenever we find ourselves in a place that we've never before been, Kirse and I have always lived by one essential principal: We Rage. This can be translated as: We try to see everything we possibly can. This principal was amended when the kids arrived - our raging being bracketed by just how much our kids could take. The long weekend brought ample opportunity for igniting the raging May spirit in Amsterdam.
Having successfully figured out the cheapest way to navigate Amsterdam's extensive tram system...
The kids made their own pizzas at the kinderkookkafeé near the Vondelpark. The Vondelpark bills itself as the Central Park of Amsterdam. The comparison works except that, the buildings lining Central Park in New York are impressively tall, the buildings lining the Vondelpark are impressively old.
Pious raging is a blast here. Everything is translated into English in real-time. The congregation is incredibly diverse with members from almost every continent contributing at some point to the block of meetings. Heaping gobs of religious fun - and yes - I am really that enormous.
Seems as though Dutch safety standards for children's playground equipment aren't quite as strict as what we've got in the states. The kids were definitely raging on this nutty contraption that swung them up and down and around at an amazing rate. Ethan remarked that this particular see-saw-inspired device belongs at Disneyland. This park we visited after seeing the remarkable tropenmuseum and before we visited the Hermitage museum, which Sullivan remarked upon entering: "No! Not Pictures Only!" Sullivan and Kirse spent their time enjoying the lobby of the Hermitage Museum while Tim, Karina and Ethan looked at works by Picasso, Mattise, Kandinsky and others.
Local raging - we've had fun exploring buildings in our own neighborhood, some of which are older than America (although the Puritans have this one beat by 18 yrs). We didn't manage to see everything - but luckily we've still got some time to rage.