It's A Race Against Time

Will our heroes make it out of Amsterdam alive???
Will you please shut up???
Will this blog make it out of me before I descend into madness???
Stay tuned to find out.
Well it is 9:30 on the eve of our departure. This will probably be our last post from Europe. But do not fret my darlings. It has been a good ride. We have spent most of our time in Amsterdam apart, exploring the city as we individually saw fit. I can only tell you about my times. Yesterday, did the Van Gogh museum, and inhabited some moments of perfection in the park outside. I'll admit, before this trip I wasn't a huge Van Gogh fan, but now I'm a convert. The man was out there, but he was there.
This morning was dedicated to the Anne Frank house. I got there early cause a full day was planned, and as Bryce says, that is a really well-put-together museum. Very classy and very informative and very tear-inducing. I haven't cried that much since a certain character in a certain book bit the dust. It seemed mother nature agreed with me, since when I went in it was nice and dry and by the time I left the sky had opened up. A few last minute errands were executed before Bryce and I took the penultimate train ride out to visit...
Yes Bert and Nel!! We had a fantastic time with them!!! They made us dinner, a surprisingly good compote of kale along with gravy and sausage. Then we took a walk to a Colonial Williamsburgesque little Dutch village that had working windmills and woodshops. It also had an alarmingly slug-covered ground. When the sun went down and the temperature followed, we parted ways at the train station with a hug and a wave. And now we are back in the hostel for our last night. Bryce intends to stuff his face and fall asleep. I intend to explore space and time.

Thank you for joining us on this journey. It is as much yours as it is ours. Hopefully we will see each other soon.

Yours,
Leo

p.s. I love you mom
p.p.s. and Ruth