My Corner for Education

I am heading to Amsterdam and Brussels for 10 days in August. We have never been to those cities before. I am big on research so I'd like to get some information on "must see" attractions for Netherland and Belgium. Trust me, I have been reading nonstop about the places I want to visit. I will not miss places like the Rembrandt and van Gogh Museums. In fact, we will be staying by the Rembrandt Square, but is there something else that is absolutely a "must-see"? (other than those regular "tourists' traps") It is always a good idea to listen to another traveler's valuable experiences. Please help me make a list of attractions to visit. 謝謝! Thank you!


All comments are welcome.

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I always like this song. The song is about Vincent van Gogh, the artist. I guess I can understand how a brilliant but troubled artist was not fully understood and accepted by others.




Vincent

by Don McLean

This is lyrics from www.lyrics007.com





Starry

starry night

paint your palette blue and grey



look out on a summer's day

with eyes that know the

darkness in my soul.

Shadows on the hills

sketch the trees and the daffodils



catch the breeze and the winter chills



in colors on the snowy linen land.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me

how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen

they did not know how



perhaps they'll listen now.



Starry

starry night

flaming flowers that brightly blaze



swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in

Vincent's eyes of China blue.

Colors changing hue

morning fields of amber grain



weathered faces lined in pain

are soothed beneath the artist's

loving hand.

And now I understand what you tried to say to me



how you suffered for your sanity

how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen

they did not know how

perhaps they'll listen now.



For they could not love you

but still your love was true



and when no hope was left in sight on that starry

starry night.

You took your life

as lovers often do;

But I could have told you

Vincent

this world was never

meant for one

as beautiful as you.



Starry

starry night

portraits hung in empty halls



frameless heads on nameless walls

with eyes

that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the stranger that you've met

the ragged men in ragged clothes



the silver thorn of bloody rose

lie crushed and broken

on the virgin snow.

And now I think I know what you tried to say to me



how you suffered for your sanity



how you tried to set them free.

They would not listen

they're not

list'ning still

perhaps they never will.