I have so many Amsterdam shots photobombed by bicycles, I could write a separate post on that. I love you, Amsterdam, even though you try to run me over with your cyclists ten times a day.
I thought I’d work out, run errands, take photos and cook dinner today, but my body decided I should lay in bed like a rotting whale carcass washed up ashore, covered in crumpled tissues and having difficulty breathing or swallowing. Nooice.
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