Thinking of Amsterdam, still months away, my yearly visit. Browsing some photos from my last.
The
Oude Kerk (Old Church) 1650. One of my favorite places, located in the
center of the Red Light District. Filled with memories of times long
past. Rembrandt was married here. His wife if buried underneath the
floor made out of massive tombstone slabs. Rembrandt himself was planted somewhere less important. Some of the slabs are engraved with names
and bits of wisdom.
Don’t pull too hard on a weak rope.
Sail when the wind blows: Anything is easier when you have help.
Money doesn’t fall out of my arse. (I’d love to know the story behind that one.)
Sail when the wind blows: Anything is easier when you have help.
Money doesn’t fall out of my arse. (I’d love to know the story behind that one.)
The door to the sacristy is red. Getting
married was referred to by the people of that time as, “Going through
the red door. Above the door, more words of wisdom: "Marry in haste,
repent at leisure."
The organ. Notice reclining figure mid center.
Looks like hard sitting. I hope the sermons were short!
Stairway to heaven – Or maybe just the roof.
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