On Tuesday the boys had gathered and discussed and voted to move from Belgium to Amsterdam and so we left out hotel around 9 AM on Wednesday to start the first part of our "no reservations-no itinerary" plan. One never knows how these things might turn out and it's "kind of" fun being part of this big mystery. It took us three local trains to get from Bruges to Amsterdam. We changed trains in Antwerp and then again at a border town between the two countries called Roosendaal. The trains were relatively crowded but we managed to find seats arrived in Amsterdam around 4:25 P.M.
Chuck stayed with the guys at the train station while Ray & I went looking for lodging. Our goal is something nearby, clean, and convenient to other things. But beggers can't be choosey all the time. We made it to the tourist information center about 25 minutes before closing time. Who would have ever thought the center in city so busy as Amsterdam would close at 5 P.M. The helpful employee really worked hard to find a place for us and ended up at a really nice hotel called Apollo Museum Hotel. The name comes from its proximity to many famous museums in the neighborhood. It was a bit of a walk - probably a mile and a half but that didn't seem to bother the boys. Of course I was feeling the pain.
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