Caught train from Rotterdam to Amsterdam (isn’t that a song?) in the morning and had a very swift intro to the city.
Walked then (double quick time – time is of the essence!) to the Anne Frank house but the line to get into the museum and the house was so long that we couldn’t be bothered waiting. Then took the scenic route through the Red Light district – Sharon wanted to pose for a photo with the ‘ladies’ in the background but were swiftly told by the pimps –‘no photographing the girls’. (Like it’s going to affect their business, me looking stupid from across the road?)
Well, got to the airport with time to spare, wrote a few postcards and then headed for the plane that would be taking us to London. Went through the security gate and the second gate: waiting for our boarding call, only to hear over the speaker that we all had to go back out and go through the whole bloody security procedure again as they had a lapse in their security procedure. What -- did one of them fall asleep watching the x-ray machine? (No one could tell us what it was) but when we went through again Sharon was picked for a random (so they said) pat down! J Yes you can all laugh but wait til it happens to you and your so called ‘ friend’ pretends that she doesn’t know you!!!! And walks straight past with a smile.
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