I hadn’t been home for long following my trip to Galway and Naas before I was back at Manchester airport, this time to take a plane to Amsterdam. We were off with our son to take a holiday and see our daughter who’s living there.
We were staying on the edge of Oud Zuit across from the Olympic Stadium in a very nice apart-hotel, Twenty Eight. We arrived around two o’clock on a very fine, but cold afternoon so after checking in we dumped our bags and took the number 24 tram which stopped right outside the hotel into the city centre to meet up with our daughter and her boyfriend and spent a couple of hours wandering round the top end of the canal ring. Here’s a few photos.