It was a cold, blustery day in Amsterdam last fall as my friend Amy and I bundled up and happily wandered the streets and canals. We had a map, but rarely used it, a sketchy plan, and didn’t follow it. We’d already explored an old canal house, discovered a fabulous flea market full of all sorts of odd and marvelous treasures, and as we crossed a bustling intersection filled with people, bicycles, cars, and trams, we found the Bloemenmarkt – the world’s only floating flower market.
From the back it is nothing special, but inside the floating barges hold a myriad of delights.
Bright bouquets, handmade wreaths, and seeds by the thousands made even me wish I had inherited my mother’s green thumb.
There’s something so wonderful about a flower market on a cold day, rounding a corner expecting gray stones and drab buildings and instead seeing a rainbow of colors, brilliant and alive, filling the air with the scent of roses and greenery. I loved the tiny cacti housed in protective cases like beautifully decorated confections.
Located: Singel, 1071 AZ
Tram: Muntplein: tram 4, 9, 14, 16, 24 & 25
Open: Monday – Saturday 9.30 am – 5.00 pm
After our day of wandering we went to my brother’s girlfriends place where we were welcomed with hugs, glasses of wine, and a platter of delectable cheeses and sausage.
After bowls of my brother Ryan’s fabulous chili, we all gathered on the couches under cozy afghans for an old movie night with dear friends, lots of popcorn, and Old Dutch potato chips I brought over from Canada. It felt just like home.
This is my contribution to Wanderfood Wednesday.