Our last day in Amsterdam meant that today we would check out from where this beautiful city got its name.
At its heart is Dam Square, which marks the site of the original 13th century dam of the Amstel River. While Dam Square is reportedly the heart of Amsterdam, it did little for me. The vibrancy, soul, ambience and vibe experienced in Prague’s central square were largely missing here.
Walking south down Rokinstraat we headed for the banks of the Amstel. Along the way we stumbled across Rembrandtplein, a former butter market, now a Winter Wonderland with Christmas markets, ice rinks and Christmas stalls. It was here that we spied a beautiful carousel, complete with ‘horseys’...so of course, daddy and three euros part company and the short one delightedly enjoys her first amusement ride!
Daddy enjoyed it too, for the record.