Another wide awake Sunday morning. 8am. Let’s go.
Today I have a destination — Scooter Planet in Oude West. Devon and I are going to scooter around the Noord to get acquainted with some areas we’re considering moving to.
We live on Ceintuurbaan, which is a major car and tram thoroughfare that goes all the way around the ring of the Canal Zone. On Sunday morning, it’s dead, just like everything else in the city.
The leafy section of Ceintuurbaan, across from Sarphatipark.
Just the entrance to neighborhood brothel (two doors down from the Kindergarten).
The ubiquitous logo of the Amsterdam Electricity and Gas Company.
Everyone look for Bart!
Bridge over the Ruysdaelkade, separating de Pijp from Oude Zuid.
These tiny little two seater Canta LX vehicles are officially considered scooters by the city. People drive them in the bike lane, park them on the sidewalk and can drive them right on to the passenger ferries that cross the IJ River.
People like to celebrate newborns and birthdays by decorating their front stoop.
Weekend construction zone security measures in front of Museumplein.
I never see anyone at this weird little evangelism stand.
The poetry of Pablo Neruda translated into Dutch seems…off.
The city is still very asleep.
I’m wide awake, though. My wandering soundtrack today is Beirut/The Flying Club Cup and Steindór Andersen/Stafnbúi.
Always look down alleys. You may find an impromptu Basquiat memorial.
Or some strawberry paste-ups.
Lost and found at the entrance of Vondelpark.
Which I basically have all to myself.
A sticker on one of Amsterdam’s priciest streets, adjacent to Vondelpark.
Looking straight up to a sculptural installation overhanging the front of this Oude West office building.
It’s called “How to Meet an Angel”
The Dutch are very straightforward with nomenclature.
I tried to stop at one of my favorite coffee houses in Amsterdam, Lot 61, but it wasn’t open yet (9am). This was a fun bike sticker parked on the canal in front of the store.
Still in bed, probably.
Too fun to pass without a photo.
Another Canta LX in its natural habitat — all up on the sidewalk.
Time for a coffee refill myself, and to pick up our scooter.