When I got to the Schiphol airport, I called my daughter to find out if she wanted me to bring anything. She said there was a great cheese shop and could I bring some Old Cow Cheese. I wasn’t familiar with this cheese, so I sent her a couple of photos of what was in the fridge, and they had just what she wanted. While I was in the shop, I saw something really cool – a column with a movie playing on it.
