That Sunday we headed to Amsterdam. Luckily the musical was over, so Jimmy and Veronica could join us. It was an interesting trail in an eastern part of Amsterdam that we’d never been to before.
The beer break was just on the other side of this unusal pedestrian bridge, known as the Python Bridge.
Ironically, there was a hasher visiting from South Carolina who happened to be a college professor; imagine her surprise when she learned that Bonnie could be one of her future students. Originally the hash was supposed to end at a brewery inside a windmill, but instead we went to a park so we could finish in time to allow everyone to see the Dutch playing in the World Cup.
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