Museum card, round two: success! We took back streets to the Rijksmuseum; I almost got run over by a jogger [not a bicycle, as I expected], and we found an English bookstore. English bookstore, not American, which means fresh scones!
|For my father!|
|The Melkweg, an old milk factory, where I saw a concert a couple of weeks ago!|
|This is where the museums live!|
|One of my favorite pastries, introduced to me by my lovely Dutch mother.|