On a canal in Amsterdam, an expression of love leaves no doubt that the graffiti artist leads with his heart. I call this the Love Canal and have been saving it for today, the start of Valentine’s Day week, our sweetest time of year (and Tom’s and my 46th wedding anniversary).
I was shocked to go out of our hotel on a Monday morning and find all this ugly garbage on the streets from the night before. Every night is party night in Amsterdam in the summertime. I don’t recall seeing garbage barrels anywhere, however. Maybe they’ve tried that. Who knows? But is was an ugly sight seeing beautiful Amsterdam befouled in the light of day.