Funny how a single photo brings back so many memories: a rainy winter morning in Amsterdam … the low clouds … the gray light … the bored vendor selling cheap rainbow-colored umbrellas for five Euros each.
Everywhere we go, it seems, we wind up buying umbrellas from street vendors. They all wind up the the living room coat closet, becoming part of an unplanned but persistent collection of collapsable souvenirs.
Funny how a single photo brings back so many memories: a rainy winter morning in Amsterdam … the low clouds … the gray light … the bored vendor selling cheap rainbow-colored umbrellas for five Euros each.
Everywhere we go, it seems, we wind up buying umbrellas from street vendors. They all wind up the the living room coat closet, becoming part of an unplanned but persistent collection of collapsable souvenirs.
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