After the Wereldmuseum, I returned to the hotel to retrieve my slightly-more-rested mom. Our first destination was the KattenKabinet, a museum devoted to my mom's favorite thing: cats. Basically a guy who really loved cats bought a big house and filled it with cat art. I can relate, other than the "bought a big house" part.
It was a small museum (one floor of the house) but every square foot was jam-packed with as much cat content as possible.
There was even an original Picasso print (top left), which had an X drawn through it to indicate that Picasso did not actually like the print enough to continue making it, which is presumably how it wound up in some random dude's cat museum.
There was also a resident cat: this absolute unit of an orange Maine Coon who bore a striking resemblance to Ron Perlman.
From there we went to the nearby flower market, which consisted of a bunch of stalls selling identical touristy products and a lot of different flower bulbs.
One of the stalls was actually on a boat floating in the canal, and the "ceiling" was all bouquets of dried flowers hanging from a lattice.
From there we crossed the street to visit the "Mouse Mansion," a store dedicated to an extremely large and elaborate dollhouse inhabited by toy mice.
Apparently there's an entire mythology with specific mouse characters, and you can buy supplies to make your own versions of these characters or kits to make houses for them to live in. You can also buy many different children's books about them. I don't know, I just like tiny versions of big things.
I especially liked their mouse-based miniature of Vermeer's Milkmaid.
After that I bought a fresh stroopwafel and ate it while we waited for our Uber back to the hotel.
The sidewalk outside the stroopwafel bakery was mobbed by pigeons, who knew where a good meal could be found.
The Uber driver kept getting further and further away, saying that a road was closed(?), so eventually I cancelled the ride and made my poor mom walk more to take public transportation.
We had a light dinner at the dumpling restaurant 50 feet away from our hotel, and now it is time for me to sleep.
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