Leaving Amsterdam
It is sad to leave a place like Amsterdam. The week went by so quickly, but what a week it was. If what follows seem like the ramblings of a boy in fantasyland it is because they are the ramblings of a boy in fantasyland. I saw lots of boats and bicycles and then I almost got run over by a bunch of people riding bicycles that were feverishly ringing little bells that were attached to their handlebars and yelling at me. I don’t...
The Museums of Amsterdam
I am having an incredible time on the first leg of my journey. Amsterdam is a beautiful international city. The Dutch have a deep respect for the United States and most of them speak English, especially those in the public eye like people in restaurants, shops and the Tram operators. A few have asked me about Trump. They seemed puzzled (as most of us are) about how a man like him could actually be considered for President and trust...
The Journey to Amsterdam
I had a great trip from ABQ to ATL to AMS which is Amsterdam’s Schiphol Airport. I left ABQ at 1:25 pm on March 2nd and after passing through Atlanta I arrived in Amsterdam 12 ½ hours later at a little after 10 am March 3rd. If you ever make this trip it is important to note when making hotel reservations that you will arrive the next day. Guess who made that mistake the last time? Okay it’s time for a geography lesson. The...
The Great Art Adventure
It all started the day I read that article from the February 10, 1958 issue of the Santa Fe New Mexican. It was recounting the memorial service that had been held the day before to remember the artist Alfred Morang. Alfred was the unofficial Mayor of the Santa Fe art community and he had died tragically in a fire a few days earlier. The director of the Art Museum Dr. Reginald Fisher was one of the people who spoke. Dr. Fisher ended...
Fawn in the Flowers
I took a lot of pictures in my backyard at 710 Camino Militar and this movie is one of the best.