It's still Thursday.

We rode the tram to other parts of the city.

The Red Light District, where there really are red lights above the doors.

Only a few beauties out at 4 in the afternoon. What sad stories are behind the doors?

We had dinner at Haesje Claes, with excellent traditional Dutch food.

We strolled and people-watched along the canal.

A nameless street sculpture.

And returned to our hotel, in a perfect location, and much lovelier on the inside than the outside, with an especially friendly, helpful staff.