Peter D.
Yelp
According to one of the locals with whom I became best friends, Amsterdam only gets about 10 nice days a year. Evidently, I am the luckiest man in the world, as I was in town for three of them.
Sarphatipark is the perfect place to spend one of these rare, lovely days, and everyone and their Dutch mother must have agreed because it was packed with young picnickers grilling, drinking and just enjoying the sunshine. Even so, there was enough room to stake out a spot under a willow tree and watch the ducks swim past while enjoying all that Amsterdam is known for.
There were a few joggers doing loop after loop past us. I didn't appreciate them making me feel lazy so on one of their circuits I got in my 3-point runner's stance and sprinted past them to assert my dominance. They pretended not to notice my superior athleticism.
All in all, an absolutely perfect lazy day. Except I did spill sun-dried tomato oil on myself. I don't even know why I buy white shirts.