The years I've been hoping for an opportunity to use that as a title, though when it came, it wasn't initially the best of moments.
On a spur-of-a-moment weekend away in Amsterdam, I lost my phone. It was a sickening realisation at the time, but as it happened, I had back-ups - my old phone to access at least the internet, a separate bank card in a different place, and a helpful hotel reception for the necessary phone calls. It seemed most likely that I had somehow dropped it on a tram: Amsterdam transport authority has an online lost-and-found system, so I could put in a report straight away, even though they wouldn't be checking over any found items till I would be well on my way home on the Monday.
Sure enough, on the Monday, they posted a photo that looked like my phone, and they sent an email suggesting it matched, so I filled out the claim form with as much identifying detail as I could recall. On Tuesday, they emailed to say it all matched and provided a link to book and pay for it to be delivered back here. And so it was that it came back on Friday, none the worse for its adventures. The wonders of the internet - and the honesty of whoever turned it in!
As for the weekend - well, the weather could have been better. I did manage to take a few photos at the Maritime Museum before the phone went its merry way:
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| The 18th century royal barge, used for special occasions until the 1960s |
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| Some figureheads |
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