Francesca in France

Sunday 8am, hop out of bed, clear things, put to luggages and checked out of Western Eden Hotel. The front desk asked us for breakfast, I said no, we are in a hurry.
Excited ako, marami pa kami puntahan!
We took a tram way, 9am,
less people yet,as some must still be sleeping.

We are in the Tram stop when three french speaking people join us.

Good enough we discuss in English, so they cant spot us coming from France for holidays.
But the way they speak! Mama Mia, so foul that Michel is ashamed to be one of them! LOL
Must be Belgians, hehe

Anyway, the tram arrived, we hopped in, get down at Central Station, put our luggages to the lockers, pay 5.70 euros, for 24 hours, and voila, back to the tram,
Went to Rijksmuseum.
There, we got free entrance. The lady guard is annoyed, as I am taking pictures, everytime Canon Ixus flashed, she said three times to me, no flash please, hehehe.
Tigas ulo ng lola nyo.
Michel moved farther as if: hindi ko kasama yan!

Then we proceed to Vincent Van Gogh Museum.
He is famous in Holland, and in France.
He is a bit coucou (crazy,) so they say,because he shot himself, due to depression, and no money.
Well, 18th century is hard life, harder than what Afhganistan is experiencing at the moment.
The one that took profit of his painting is his brothers' widow, then the Dutch Govt took over of some( not all) his painting.

Going to Van Gogh Museum, it was raining! Jori told us to bring an umbrella. We did! But was locked at Central Station, hehe. So we run and hop for shelter, and inside the Van Gogh museum, we cant take pictures, so I cant post whats inside, only the posters that we have.
Hey, one painting original of Van Gogh is 1o5 million dollars!
Not worth for us to own one.
First, we dont even have a centimes of a million.
Second, even if we have, no way, it will cost us our life.Manakaw pa yan!
Third, to own one is to hire people to secure it.
Saan namin ilagay yon?
Sa closet?
Whats the use?
Kaya poster na lang, 15 euros lang hehe.
Busog mata na.
After that, gutom na kami, 1pm na pala!
7 pm ang flight namin back to France!
Takbo to tramway, hop, show our card, and drop at Damrak Station.
Hanap ng resto!
Wala magustuhan si pihikang Michel.
Daan sa Feta fast food.
Drop two euros coin, open the glass window, get our pick a food (parang apple pie in mcdonald, but inside is veges, meat or cheese.
I took only one.
Michel ate three! Panay dukot ng barya!lol
Gutom na pala, tinitiis lang.
Then go uli sa tramway station, hop in to one passing by,tanong ang driver sa mic: please show yuor ticket please...(kasi deretso upo kami sa loob, hehe) then go down to Central Station.
Hanap ng Canal cruise.
Nakita namin, Holland International Canal Cruise.
Pasok sa gate, pakita yong AMsterdam card namin, bigay ticket namin from cashier.
pasok sa boat, upo, eskayted (hindi excited ha) ako!
Ikot kami for one hour, ganda tanawin.
Michel bought some drinks in the machine.
Nakalimutan ko, may asawa pala akong gutom at uhaw!
Ha ha, super excited talaga eh!

After one hour canal cruise trip, drop by sa Damrak
Reklamo na si Michel, he wanted a decent meal.
Hanap, hanap.
Ayaw ng Shawarma!
Its not because of the food, but because of the : It is an Arab Cuisine.
He do not like to give his money to the Arabs, hahaha!
We found a fine dining Italian restoran.
Along the street near Amsterdam Diamond Center.
Sarap ng seafood spaghetti.
And the yummy bread and butter with herbs.
Nag beer si Michel.
Nag mineral water ako, naalala ko kakauhaw pala ang lakd ng lakad!

Then go back to Damrak Station, may Perya.
Sarap sumakay, kaya lang sabi ni Michel ow, ow, ow,
thats for children only.
Ngiih,
So ikot pa, sa likod pala non, Mme Tussauds!
Punta ka don, be like Jennifer Lopez attire, hehe.
But we didnt go in.
Wala na time, 4pm na.
We took the luggage from locker, look for the train to Schipol Airport.
Ask namin mga Train station Guards.
13b lane daw.
Aba, 3 mins na lang, dating na train!
At nawawal si Michel!
Yon pala, nasa Albert Hein shop,
hinahanap yong Pain de Boulogne ( holland brown bread)
Almusal daw niya sa bahay, Ngiih,sabay ng keso na nabili namin sa Cheese Farm.
Ang hitsura ko to go to airport,
Bitbit ang isang boquet ng Tulips.
Van Gogh box of poster.
Luggage ko.
Feeling tourist talaga! hehe
Pagadating sa airport, hanap going to Nice sa panel.
Yon, Gate 28!
Punta ng gate, sabi ng babae, don daw sa kabila.
Reklamo nga si Michel: Bakit doon, di ba sa iyo ang check in?
Sagot ng girl: No Sir, there at the end.
Punta kami sa end, taka yong mama.
Sagot ni Michel: the girl at the end do not want to entertain us.
The man took our Eticket mail copy, punch in the computer and issue us the ticket.
Voila, kaya pala, wala kami boarding pass, nasa pc pa.
Then go to B19 daw, para sa scan ng gamit.
Oy, wala kami biling Cannabis ha?
Lusot naman. Asar pa yong Police Imig sa akin, kasi pinadaloy ko pa tulip flowers ko sa running machine! He hehe
Si Michel naman, nag tutut ang scanner.
Biro ko, take of your gold belt!
Ngani nganin kong sabihin, show then your gun, kaya lang, baka ma hold kami dahils a biro, hehe.
Buti respectable naman ang suot namin, kaya okey kami.
Aba , ni hindi na nga hinanap ang passport namin!

Hintay one hour before take off.
Naisip ko, sana long stay pa kami sa AMS;
Ganda ng saya don, all are alive!
May life talaga!
Bukas, got to see Butler again and his silliness.
Miss ko na rin ang pusang si Chico at rabbit na si romeo.
Got home 11pm.
Wala na Bus regular.
We have to get a taxi to go home...

I thank talaga Cuddles and family sa accomodation nila sa amin to go places in Ams.
Super talino ng kids nila. Speakining Dutch!
Daig pa ang nanay at tatay.
Husband is a Physicist in the hospital in Amsterdam.
Wife (Cuddles) is a teacher in Cebu, Philippines.
No wonder, talino ng mga anak!

Miss ko na kayo Cuddles!
Hope you like it I post our pictures here.