Miaw fell somewhere in the Amsterdam metro, and a kind Asian lady picked him up and returned him to me.
I think I have never been to the Rijksmuseum.
The Netherlands’ country towns are filled with old English cottages.
One of the most interesting things about days in the Netherlands is finding things I think are Indonesian, but are actually Dutch.
Did I travel to Berlin by flight a decade ago?
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