Seemingly still jet lagged I once again slept late today. Breakfast was a couple of cups of English tea to get the blood flowing. It seems that everywhere here serves some slight variation of “English Breakfast.” This said breakfast consists of eggs, beans, some type of meat, and sometimes mushrooms. Seeing the posters for the product is enough for me to lose my appetite. So I stick with tea, and head out to the southern end up town. I first head to the Anne Frank museum but when I see the two-hour long line I decide that maybe I should just re-read the book. My next stop if the Van Gough Museum. The new addition to the museum is fantastic.



Unfortunately that is where fantastic qualities end. The exhibit was nice enough- over crowded and bit too commercial. But fine. Luckily I spent more time wandering the streets looking at the beautiful homes and canals than I did looking at every painting Van Gough ever painted printed on a postcard, umbrella, or vase. But enough of my cynicism. A long with my lovely walks I also had another nice pancake, this one with lemon, from a cute little restaurant with a patio overlooking a canal.





I than headed for a design store I had read about- Frozen Fountain. This store could be trouble for me. Luckily there isn’t anything this much to my liking in New York. They seemed to have everything that Tord Boontje has every created- far more than the "until dawn curtain" that has become so popular I can't consider buying it. A few items carried by Future Perfect, my Brooklyn design resource. And to mix it up a bit a few Eames pieces. The one thing I really wanted that was under a hundred Euros was too heavy to take with or mail back. The one thing I really wanted that I couldn’t afford was a 1,995-Euro ceramic bunny in a bowl:



After the slight thrill of going to the design store, coupled with the disappointment of leaving empty handed I continued to wander about the city. Because today was so very warm (75,) I did the American thing and ate a cone of Ben and Jerry’s Ice cream, which seems to be sold on every other block.

After the long day of walking my legs and feet went on strike, so I mostly spent the evening in. Dinner consisted of a beer from downstairs and some fries from around the counter.