Maybe better Google Maps tracking if it doesn't have to choose between a cell and Wifi connection. So turn off Wifi when walking around the area.
Went for a run in the morning, heading east along the water until it turned inland by a canal. This got me over by the supermarket, and I kept running to get to a little nicer neighborhood near the Jumbo store, although I didn't find the actual store. Turned around there and ran back toward the supermarket, running past and finding a main road that I followed for a bit before turning around and heading back. I was a little slower I the first mile but had really good (for me) times, sub-7 minutes, in the last two miles. Course was flat and the wind was not an issue. Finished the run with a PR in the 1- and 2-mile and 5k distances, not a bad outcome.
Avg pace = 7:12/mile
Total distance = 3.28 miles
Elapsed time = 23:41
Avg heart rate =155 bpm
Then Ann and I walked and took public transport, the Metro, over to near where the main museums are,and we walked to get in line for the Van Gogh Museum. Lots of people in line. We entered a little after 9 and headed to the Matthew Wong exhibit. He was an interesting artist, shared so. E similarities with Van Gogh in that his sense of being was tied to his art. He also committed suicide at a young age, suffered from depression, and was on the autism spectrum. Not so many people in this exhibit. When we went into the main exhibit area, it was a very different story. Big crowds walking around to look at the paintings in no particular order, not paying much attention to others around them. Van Gogh was a real genius but died just as he was starting to reach his full potential as an artist. When we were finished here, after 2 hours, we went out and sat down to plot the next stop. Ann suggested going over to the Saturday Albert Cuyp Market area, so we walked over there. We shared a fresh stroopwaffel, and it was tasty. I found some cycling socks and bought them. After walking all the way through the market, we turned around and walked back to the middle, where there was a cross street with a lot of restaurants. We ate at a burger place, the online ordering didn't work which was annoying. Food was nothing special. The next stop was a signature one. We stopped at a cannabis Cafe, Coffee Shop Club Media, and bought a brownie containing 1 g of cannabis. Ate about a third of it to begin with, then we started walking toward the main park, Vondelpark. Lots of people there enjoying the nice warm spring day. We walked for a bit and then sat on a little bridge and people watched while we ate another third of the brownie. Then we decided to head back to the flat and plan on going out in the evening. We walked to a Metro stop where we caught the subway back to our neighborhood. Walked back from there. I was feeling a little fuzzy but not buzzed on the walk back. Wasn't sure if this stuff was going to work. Once we got back, I laid down and read for a bit, had a beer. Then I started to feel the effects, a couple of hours after the first taste. Ann came back to the bedroom, and we ended up having some of the most intense, intimate sex ever. <> It seemed like we were much more in tune with each other. It lasted a lot longer as well, lots of different positions and experiences. It was memorable! We had a light dinner of pasta, then walked over to this club right on the water but by the other ferry landing across from Amsterdam Centraal. Ann was navigating, and the directions to find the club entrance were opaque at best. Paradiso was its name, or something like that, Tolhuistuin Zonzig. The waitress/hostess at the front was standoffish, there was a dance club right next to the little concert room where we went. We got there a number of minutes after the doors opened, but we still got great seats near the front. The act was called The Breath and featured a very large woman, who sang and played the wooden flute and a drone box, along with a guitar player who was really excellent. The songs were all long and melancholy, very much mood music. I was still buzzed and tired, so the music experience was novel and enjoyable in a way different than normal. When the show ended, we walked out by the entrance to the dance club, and it was a real scene. Maybe a drag show getting ready, at least the young people milling around the entrance were dressed in full party attire. On reflection, we should have gone in there if they would have let us. Walk back to the flat was unremarkable although the wind was definitely blowing hard. I had vivid dreams and my sleep wasn't completely restful, but the day was worth it.
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