Fortunately for me, I decided to leave work one hour earlier yesterday afternoon. Had I heeded to my usual predictable routine and left sixty minutes later, it could have been a whole different story.
Try to be careful out there. The mistress of fate is not always as forgiving as you might hope she would be.
I too was headed in Friday night for the tram to Museumplein, but I found the maps I needed in Hilversum.
STILL safer, all told, than driving A1...
Glad you missed it...
I was delighted to stumble across your blog ... it is very rare to find such an inspiring one!
I will go and make myself a pleasant herbal tea & come back & enjoy some more of it!
Thought I saw something about the Mont Blanc & Geneva, that's where I live so, I've got to check that out.
I see you have a pack of children, I have two, 12 girl & 3boy ... I can sense though the little I have read/seen so far, what a great dad you seem to be - BRAVO!
I'm not surprised that the hands of god directed you on a different/safer path last Friday ...
Have you read Letters to my Son by Kent Nerburn?
I'm sure you would enjoy it ...
Happy Monday morning,
Maria
Wow! Glad you missed the train!!!!!!
Well actually I did not miss the train, I took one earlier (probably the same thing, I guess).