October 28th, 2008

Our nine days of wedding festivities were followed by four hours of honeymoon, otherwise known as a layover in Amsterdam on a journey that took twenty-six hours door to door. We made the most of it, stowing our bags in lockers and training in from the airport for a “breakfast” of beer and BLTs at a cafe we had liked before and found again by instinct. My man has the navigation skillz.


He taught me a bar trick and then promptly fell into the deepest sleep imaginable, on the canal boat we took to escape the cold, rain, and fatigue. As a new wife I knew it was a breech of contract to make photos of such snoozing, but, you know, I couldn’t help myself…

Here are some canal boat views. Gotta say, the city was looking just as good as it did in August…










Alfonso woke up in time to make it back to the train station, and faux ski (see video below).
These are just my suitcases–having brought a whole extra case of clothes back with me…

We do plan on a proper honeymoon over the new year, to Spain and Portugal if we can swing it.
What happens when you deprive an ailing Ali of sleep: