Willis came to visit us last weekend. Here are a few pics. We went to the theatre festival in Den Bosch on Friday night and also had a lovely tapas meal. The boys had a wee too much to drink on Friday night, and let's just say Cessy was a little bit sick and not feeling the greatest on Saturday morning, and Willis got back to our apartment, felt like some chocolate to snack on, went to our pantry and popped a chicken stock cube into his mouth by mistake. I woke up on Saturday morning and found some remnant bits of chicken stock cube in our bathroom sink. The problem with visiting friends who are bloggers is that when you do something funny or embarrassing, and in this case, it's absolutely hilarious, it can end up on their blog.
We spent Saturday in Amserdam. It was a beautiful sunny day. The GayParade was also on so we got to watch a bit of that....lots of people dancing on canal boats with pink balloons and pink feather boas. Cessy spent all day talking about going to MaMa Shoarma so in the evening he got his shoarma fix. We had some cocktails and a few nibbles at a great bar/restaurant called Walem. And caught the last train back to Den Bosch.
On Sunday, the boys went for a 20km bike ride to a National Park near Den Bosch, and came back red-faced, sore and hungry. We had a hearty dinner at home and connected the laptop to the plasma and watched Willis' travel photos on the big screen.
It was Willis' last night on Monday, so we went to a restaurant for the Indonesian rijstafel...Cessy and I are on a mission to find the best rijstafel in the Netherlands. Our favourite thus far is Kantjil in Amsterdam, although we've still a few more years of rijstafel eating up our sleeve.
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