Wandering around alone in Amsterdam while it rains.
It’s incredible how fast time has passed here.
I was walking to the center of the city and on my way there, I saw two beautiful fixed gears (and one had a really attractive boy on it) and an Oilers jersey (note: no one gives a fuck about the Oilers but it’s hockey so I can appreciate it). This weekend, the streets will be filled with used books. Tuesday, it’s Fête de la Musique, and the streets will be filled with music of all types (excluding country, thank God).
Please remind me why I live in Jacksonville.
Is Jacksonville burning down? Good.
The Louvre, the Rodin museum, galettes, saw the ORIGINAL Shakespeare & Company, got to see the inside Gertrude Stein’s building where she lived, visited the modern day Shakespeare & Company again, found the Pantheon accidently, got lost but made it back very easily thanks to public transportation… it’s just incredible here.
Some French people told me last night that I “make good jokes in French.” Mission accomplished.