A guy sitting in his tiny little car, reading a paper. What do I have to do to get one of those cars, anyway? It would be so handy.

At the clog (klompen) factory. Three proto-clogs.

This is not an ordinary duck. It is a DUTCH duck!

This picture was a happy accident-- my flash didn't go off. Isn't it the coolest?

Of course, right? Of course.

As promised, I look like an idiot. Aren't I sexy?

My cousin and her friend. Sitting in a bus.

I think these flowers are gorgeous. Those Dutch people know from flowers.

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See? What did I tell you.

It's an arty picture... of ART. How meta!

Note the presence of an actual prostitute. You can only get away with this surreptitiously. I took this one from across the street.

Bikes, a canal, Amsterdam. Everything I love.

Empty windows, meaning that the prostitutes are busy with customers. In the windows you can often see water bottles, magazines, radios, etc. A "fuck and suck" costs 50 euros.

A little shop where you buy train tickets. We might have said "fo' shizzle ma' wizzl" every time we saw this sign, but you can't prove anything.

The Red Light District at night.

Snack automaats. Put a quarter in, get a kroket. Very Dutch.

My sister's shoe.

We met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge. This picture is my desktop at the moment.

After a few glasses of sangria, taking artsy photos of your glass of sangria starts to seem like a great idea.