As cliché as it sounds, we loved the canals and bicycles that characterize this friendly city. The simple ring of the bell warning us that a cyclist was fast approaching became familiar as we wandered up, down and across the crowded streets. But first: a miracle! We headed out for our first meal a bit anxious that Dan hadn’t arrived yet and wondering if he would find the note we left on the door for him. We walked over the canal and into the –district, when a nagging horn of a taxi finally caused us to turn around. And who should emerge, but Danny?! (Photo by Julie.) It was a wonderful surprise and connection.
