Eventually we decided to make a move. By the time the tram reached Centraal Station I'd realised that the window - onto the fire escape - was still open. If you'd had my run of luck would you risk it? Turns out the cleaner had closed it. I know because we went back to check.
We spent the rest of the day wandering round galleries and antique shops. In the end we found a proper bar. It had bar service, toasties and photos on the wall.
No comments:
Post a Comment