A typical street in Amsterdam lined with bikes. We learned most residents own at least two bikes.
This is the bookcase that concealed the door to the Frank family’s hiding place during the Nazi occupation.
We enjoyed a long bike ride through the countryside, which was one of our favorite activities in the Netherlands.
Us at the windmills of Zaanse Schans, the first stop on our bike ride.
A bustling canal on a sunny Saturday afternoon.
We enjoyed walking along the canals at night, especially by the bridges that were lit up.
A selfie on one of our favorite bridges.