It is early evening when I step out. I feel a cool breeze against my face. The city is alive. Pedestrians and bicyclists vying for space. Quaint canals with gentle ripples rocking little boats.
I find myself in the middle of the Square, admiring the Royal Palace in all its splendour. Something is off though.
From the corner of my eye, I think I see the Grim Reaper pointing at me – enjoying a quiet chuckle at the Human Condition. I shake my head in disbelief.
The city is known for its creativity and it is evident in the design of its buildings.
I think the spinning top floor is a bit too much though. It is almost like a centrifuge with people inside, their faces stuck against the windows staring into oblivion. Or is it I they are observing?
Everything I look at bursts into bright colours and odd shapes. Even the mundane.
I catch up with my friends and fellow travellers. One of them is eating a rather large ice cream. No dinner for her.
My GPS is acting funny so I think I’ll check out the street signs and figure out where I am. None of them are clearly marked. When will civic authorities learn to print signs legibly?
Ah, finally, here’s one that I can read.
Author’s note: Amsterdam – a city of innovation, eclecticism and strange experiences.
Pictures taken with my Huawei Honor 7 mobile.