Amsterdam, What a Joy!

Yesterday I came biking home at the perfect hour. The sun was actually shining (something that usually happens between 5 and 7 p.m. for some odd, though predictable reason), I had just interviewed 2 gay intellectuals about gay emancipation, and as I cycled through the Red Light district I passed a midget tourist couple asking directions. Next, I headed into Vondelpark and cycled neck in neck with one of those 2-seaters old folk use, waved to the grandfathers seated within, and came home to my lovely, still canal. Ahhh, Amsterdam! On some days you are divine!