And decided to take a pumkin soup, a bagel with salmon and a glass of white wine before getting out for a walk.
A leather coat, my lovely black leather hat from Hermès and my camera, ready to take some photos of this urban move.
Stranger in the night, that's how I felt even if I heard a lot of people speaking French... but it was cool to be there and I had a great time rambling in the streets.
I was near the Red District Light, crowded streets but...
... fleeting silhouettes.
That's one of Amsterdam's whiff, a mix between sweet weed and the sour smell of the fried food. During the day the Red Light District is a pretty gloomy area but at night there is some kind of an atmosphere in these dark streets and canal lit by neon signs. I was in a David Lynch mood.