Tuesday morning in Amsterdam, tired and sleepy

At the time when we arrived, Phil had had no sleep for 72 hours, and I’d only caught a fitful four hours on the first night. We were clocking in at five full days of continuous consciousness between us. Too much.

Many thanks to Jules Howarth, our Dutch manager, for putting us up, showing us around and laying on a great party to make us feel at home in the Dam.