After our wonderful experience with Robby and his driver in Bruges, Belgium, Carol and I decided that more carriage rides were in order.
So on the fourth day of our European road trip, we rolled out of bed and went looking for horses on the streets of Amsterdam.
Fortunately, we had some help. Leah Peretz is an American expatriate living in nearby Rotterdam. We'd met her at the Dutch NaMopaiMo party and had made plans to get together in Amsterdam. She told us the best place to find horses was in front of the Royal Palace, so that's where we headed.
Sure enough, that's where we found them.
And look how beautiful they were!
I was instantly in love.We paid for a tour and climbed into the carriage. Leah and I sat in the forward facing seat so that we could a better view of our horse.
Carol sat opposite us and laughed at our excited horse girl utterances.
Before we set out, we asked the driver what our horse was named.
He answered our question with one of his own, "His legal name or what I call him?"
"Both!" we said.
That's how we learned that our horse was an imported French Comtois. His registered name was Voyageur de Vignes (Vinyard Traveler), but he answered to Ted.
With that settled, the ride began.
Ted and his driver took us on winding tour of Amsterdam.
I tried to pay attention to everything the driver told us...
but I was distracted by Ted.
There he is!
Still, I managed to take in some of the sights.
Here's a cat and a red horse in a window.Canals.
Millions of bikes.
We paid for a forty five minute tour.
Carol said we got almost an hour, but to me it seemed like it was over in the blink of an eye.
Carol took a couple pictures of me with Ted, then it was a mad dash across town to make our lunch reservation.
That was such a fun day! Thank you, Carol, Leah and Ted the Comtois for spending it with me.