Here I am in Amsterdam. A lot of things here are named after Rembrandt. I seriously doubt he ever lived here.
Canals, canals, canals. Amsterdam certainly is full of canals, isn't it?
I walked over to the Rijksmuseum to see some great art. Here it is ahead.
One of Rembrandt's best known (and certainly largest!) paintings. Luckily you can take photos as long as you don't use a flash. Many tourists took advantage of this.
Rembrandt cleverly has one of the officials in the act of either sitting down or getting up, thus avoiding having all the heads at the same level.
A self-portrait by Rembrandt.
It's not all Rembrandt you know. Here is some Rubens.
Defintely not all Rembrandt. Van Gogh gives us cornfields.
Vincent seemed to be short of material to paint that day, so he painted himself.
The stained-glass windows of the Rijksmuseum. Rembrandt is bottom right.
The park behind the Rijksmuseum.
I go for a walk around Amsterdam.
yes, there's a lot of canals and bridges.
Yet more bridges and canals.
Rows of houses line the canals.
For a country where everybody speaks perfect English, this seems a bit strange. I didn't eat there :-)
Even more canals!!
Yet more canals!!!
De Waag (weigh house), Nieuwmarkt, Amsterdam
The centre of Amsterdam.
A suitably phallic centrepiece to Amsterdam. In Adelaide you might meet by the balls in the Mall, whereas in Amsterdam you meet by the penis in the square!
The official Amsterdam residence of the Queen. Don't know if she spends much time there though.
Aaaghh! Another fucking canal!!!.
People lining to go see the attic to see where Ann Frank's family hid from the Nazis. I didn't go in as I had to catch the train.
