India #4
Having flown into Germany a couple years previous, I was interested to see if Amsterdam compared in any way. It did in a number of ways, although the food was a bit blander, if not much the same base. I was so tired by that point, though, that it was hard to comprehend anything. IRead More
Blood and Tears
Or maybe the title should be, Blood, Tears, and Smiles. (The daughter keeps badgering me about this one . . . I tell her each time that I’m not ready to yet, ‘cause I’m a sentimental mush about it, and…