Amsterdam on a Monday

Son#1 and #2 went to Amsterdam yesterday morning.
I had bought a cheap, ride-all-over-the-place-all-day train ticket from the Hema, paid a supplement for the speed train and we set off early.

 Destination:  Rijksmuseum.

Once in Amsterdam, we took the tram from the station to the Hobbemastraat.
We queued outside the Rijksmuseum.
Son#2, who can never ever ever stand still, managed to climb halfway up a wall, where a dog had pooed.  
Go figure.
Wall-pooping dogs in the capital.

Finally, inside, we took a break for juice and coffee.
We washed the poo off Son#2's shoe.

Walked through the Asian section.

Up the stairs, in search of the Night Watch.

(Might not have been such a great idea to visit a museum with Son#2).

Outside, we walked to the Leidseplein in search of lunch, which we enjoyed at Burger King.
The tram to the Dam, then a short walk to the cheesy tourist boats for a trip through the canals.
It was great.

We even bought the over-the-top cheesy photograph that was taken as we were getting onto the cheesy tourist boat.

Train.
Home.
Pooped.
Wine.