Lights dazzling through the falling droplets, the dim ambience with latent moisture in the air, light reflecting off puddles, crowds flowing with umbrellas, leaves a feeling of poetic romance lingering in the air. I love it when it rains in Amsterdam.
Sunday morning, there was no sunrise, for the whole neighbourhood appeared to have disappeared, cloaked under a veil of thick fog. Visibility was low, so I decided to go out biking. No sooner than I got out, the sun was out and fading away the fog to reveal the colours. I stopped at a narrow walkway with trees arching over to take in the spectacular saturated greens.
One of my favourite places to hangout in Amsterdam. I only wish they’d stay open beyond their very dutch 7 PM closing times.
After spending most of the day walking around and exploring the city covered in the snow, sipping hot tea to these views while basking in sun, made it for a pleasant afternoon and one of highlights of the winter season.
Tasty food and dazzling lights; shiny bottles and stainless cookware; all sights and senses put together has got to elevate one into a state of trance.