My favourite holiday has to be the only trip abroad myself and now hubbie have ever taken together, in the summer of 2006.
Roll the clock back to our long weekend in Amsterdam, which now seems a lifetime ago, the period in-between filled with many a sleepless night, the intermittent noise of a crying child and an argument or two. So it’s quite indulgent to reminisce of a time when it was just the two of us.
As a couple we skirted around the red light district, I hoped to find it dark and mysterious but instead it seemed sleazy and slightly distasteful. The open urinals for men matching the sordid feel.
I guess it was worth a visit for a giggle at some parts. Here is one “interesting picture”, made family friendly of course with the addition of a fluffy bunny.
I think it was all abit much for my delicate eyes…
Thankfully Amsterdam was to be much, much more.
The Amsterdam canal sparkled beautifully at night
Hands up who’s drooling!
Emotions were heightened especially during a poignant trip to the Anne Frank Museum; we were completely compelled to walk around and hear the sad moving story. I wiped away many a tear.
We laughed hard during our visit to the Madame Tussauds Amsterdam (especially when I jumped out of my skin when a pirate leapt out on me!) and again at my pitiful attempt to eat Chinese food with chopsticks. I would have starved but had the sense to accept defeat and acquire a fork with good grace. Hubbie to this day regales in his superior handling of the chopstick.
Back then we were fledging romantics; it was a holiday filled with holding hands, tender kisses and treasured moments. I would say children were just a twinkle in our eye on that holiday, but on our return home I found out I was already pregnant…
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