Amsterdam, Netherlands – I know I like to go on and on about how great it is to travel with kids, but you know what? It’s really great to travel without kids.
Daddio and I just embarked on a 10-day, twin-free, work-ation in lovely Amsterdam.
From the moment we left, we have reverted to our former childless selves, indulging in all kinds of wild and crazy activities….
Like reading on the airplane (and not Dr Seuss). I had completely forgotten about this enjoyable part of air travel — the forced down time — and I didn’t bring anything to read. I bought The Most Beautiful Book in the World by Eric Emmanuel-Schmidt at the airport, and I don’t even like it much, but I still read half the novellas on the airplane, just because I could.
And sleeping in. Oh, sweet luxury. Especially after reading (and not sleeping) on the airplane, Daddio and I arrived at our apartment exhausted. So guess what we did… we went to bed! We just crawled into bed and went to sleep for four hours in the middle of the day. It was amazing.
And when we got up, we walked around for the rest of the afternoon and late into the evening, with absolutely no destination in mind. We just walked, and took pictures, and stopped for beers, and dodged cyclists, and stopped for more beers, and devoured Indonesian food, and stopped for beers again. And worked (no really, we were working!) It’s going to be a good week.
