We're on our way

First post from my iphone on the thalys train from Amsterdam to Paris and it feels clumsy on this little screen. When I woke the girls at 6 am, rosa said 'luna, we'll have to get up this early every day on the walk.' we put our packs on together for the first time, laced up
our boots and wavered down the rechtboomssloot and onto the prinshendrikkade heading towards central station through piles of orange garbage bags and broken glass. Yesterday was the party of the year and the cleaners are on strike for another 20 centsan hour. I smelt mariuana and noticed a joint in the hand of a man wearing a cream linen suit in front of us.Along the corridors of the centraal station lines of black and grey clad people crouched along the walls covering their eyes with their hands. At the office, the sun shines on us, we can travel first class so we don't have to stand all the way to Paris.Gracias!