Being an author in Europe rocks. I’m buzzing with the beautiful night walk back from dinner, the streetlights reflecting off the canals and the dance music from the various Gay Pride parties giving the whole city a celebratory atmosphere. I love Amsterdam. I love the water and the houses and my hotel and and the museums and the cafes and the bookstores and the chocolate and the fashion and the people. I love the grubby little backpackers at the train station and the beautiful Dutch women riding bicycles in high heeled boots.
I also love my publicist and my editor and the folks at my publishing house (pictured with me above). I have half a mind to go home, kidnap my husband and child and bring them here to be cute and wear clogs and ride bicycles together forever.
As it is, I’ll have to settle for one more day. Tomorrow is my day off, then it’s on to Bratislava and the next adventure. But for tonight I’ll just let myself have a crush on Amsterdam.