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G's in Dutch are pronounced with the gutteral "ch" sound.

Today's photo I took early this morning, biking from the pub to the late-night falafel place. The ad is for a Botero sculpture exhibit in The Hague, which we saw when we were there last month. At any rate, however good Casey claims hamburgers are at the end of a long night, I'm confident that falafel is at least as good. And certain Chicago people will be happy to know that Casey and I have been dubbed "new members of the core" as a result of our stamina. (Really the trick is to not drink very much--but perhaps I shouldn't be giving away our trade secrets.)

Now we're off to the gay pride parade along the canals, and then to Superman IMAX. Tomorrow Casey's ex-officemate will come from Turkey. He's staying with us for three weeks, until he can move into his apartment in Amsterdam. In theory I should finish unpacking my own stuff before he arrives. But I'd rather see the gay pride parade.