I caught the Number 10 tram down to Weesperplein in the morning. I had considered walking but glad I didn't as it was a fair way down. I got off near the Intercontinental Hotel and started walking to the Hermitage. About five minutes later I realised I probably was going the wrong direction, so decided to ask someone. They didn't know so I backtracked to the hotel and asked the doorman who put me right. I asked about the hotel and it was built in 1866.. This is looking down the Amstel River with the Hotel on the left..
This is a canal leading off the river with a whole lot of houseboats lining it. Apparently you can rent these out, but Anne tells me they are quite expensive.
The Magreg Bridge which pops up in the middle to let higher boats through
The Hermitage and my destination where I saw the Vincent Van Gogh Exhibition and then Peter the Great - the Russian Tsar exhibition on the other side.
The Van Gogh was quite crowded, and once again no loop system for the audio guide so I had to push in to read all the blurbs next to the paintings. I hadn't realised Van Gogh only 'decided' to be an artist at the age of 27, and that he even studied Japanese art. So I learnt quite a bit today.
We weren't meant to take any photos but i couldn't resist and sneaked in a couple... This one was a self Portrait as an artist. The other one was taken in the gardens of the sanitorium he was at..
The park was beautiful in the late afternoon sun, throwing wonderful shadows...
The magpies here have lovely colours - compared to our black and white monsters in New Zealand
We then headed to the airport and flew to Porto, Portugal for the weekend. We're both extremely tired though and not racing around quite yet.