A picture is worth a million....pictures (the tulip edition)

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Once again, it looks like I will be spending most of my summer in the ultra-cool city of Amsterdam, only difference is that this year, I made it in time to see the much heralded tulips. They are gorgeous, they are amazingly colorful and they are simply everywhere. Yet even with this level of omnipresence, I have calculated that there has got to be a 5 tourists to 1 tulip ratio at play. Hotels are all booked solid, tour busses are clogging every street and may the gods help you if you decide to take a city bus to the Keukenhof, the world's most famous flower garden. It is tulip mania around here. I have posted a small percentage (seriously!!) of the photos I took at the flower parade and the garden itself to show why people from all over the world are flocking for flowers.

Comments

  1. RamblingRolandMay 5, 2008 at 7:08 PM

    I'm OD'ing on tulips already. What a marvel of colors, and shapes. Reminds me of Bubba Blue and the many varieties of preparing shrimps.

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  2. L@ur@May 13, 2008 at 4:57 PM

    It's amaizing what this people can do with flowers!!! I didn't see them when I was in Holland ;( too cold I belive for them>

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  3. AnonymousMay 29, 2008 at 10:26 AM

    Truly amazing pictures. Lucky you.

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  4. UnknownDecember 4, 2012 at 3:44 AM

    OMG! Your pics are fabulous!!!! I just adore tulips! I would've OD'd on the visual stimulation... Absolutely breathtaking!

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