Minors

                 This morning we woke up and ate a breakfast of eggs. My egg didn't turn out well at all, it stuck to the pan and and ended up burning itself off. Then it was all crusty and chewy. Anyway enough talk about eggs, let's move on. We went on a boat to the flea market. The flea market is shops from around amsterdam coming in one place. So the people only have to go to that on place to get all the food and clothing they need, instead of going from store to store. It also helps the people selling to get more profit. Unfortantly, it was closed for some kind of holiday. So we walked around to find some lunch.

                   We finally ate at a grocery store that was was pretty good. I got a sandwich with orange juice, Tara got pesto noodles with Mozzarella balls, and my dad got a sandwich like me. My mom, well, she couldn't have any of it. In Amsterdam they have lots of what they call Stroop waffles. They are basicly mini waffles with carmel filling inside, yum! We had that for dessert. 

                    Then we went to the Gassan diamond factory. You got to see glimmering jewels, and the workers in process of making them. 80% of all the diemomds they find are in the shape of a diamond. The rest of it was really sales. We went back intending to get on the boat, but they had no more room. So we walked home and on the the way got some mouth watering fries. For dinner we had cheese and meat, with crackes and apples. 

                      Let me just say, we couldn't go to sleep that night. So Tara and I made a heap with all the pillows and blankets, and played minors. We also snuck downstairs spying on my mom and dad. But alas we got caught, and we had to back to our boring beds. And if you listened closely that dark night, you may of heard us clinking away in our pile of blankets seeking for gold.