EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY -- I was in Amsterdam for a month working on a movie script entitled AMSTERDAM DAZE and a meeting with my Homicide detective friend Simon suddenly got canceled, so I had a free day. He suggested i take the train to Gouda (pronounced Houda) for the cheese market.
It was, as usual on this trip a cloudy day, so Zandvoort (beach coast) was out. I found the market lively, the people friendly and a very colorful scene. And the cheese was superb.
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I was once 2 days away from Amsterdam, not now, when Amsterdam was the Real Sin City, more sexy than Hamburg. Never made it because of a winter storm in Norway Fjords. I envy you and gouda is my sister's favorite cheese. Work hard and Party harder.
Did you get constipated after eating all the cheese?
Focusing on the important things ?