Will write more about this tomorrow when not so tired and not feeling quite so blue (it just hit me I'm back!),
Let's just say danced me socks off, was very attracted to a very much older man (my eyes and heart are being opened up somehow perhaps), and got propositioned in 'cafe engels' Rotterdam by some bloke who must've been pushing 70, who despite my telling him I had a boyf. (standard answer to someone who asks you that who's male and you don't know em) wanted to know if I would meet him in Amsterdam for lunch, without his wife knowing. SLEAZE.
Interesting end to a very good and also bizarre holiday.
SJ