amsterdam.
Back in June 2009, Daniel, a handful of his old ex-pat friends from Cambodia, and I made our way to The Netherlands, where a pair of their pals from Phnom Penh, Johnny and Aekje, were to be married. After the wedding in Friesland, we headed down to Amsterdam, where we’d rented a lovely apartment overlooking one of the canals. There was much traipsing about, attempts (and mostly failures) to find good eats, a lot of napping (Dave, above, is sleeping through a tender moment on Dutch television), and a great deal of photographs to be taken. One night we ended up at a bar not far from the train station, where we discovered the joys (and morning after effects) of genever with a regular named Harrie. I’ve not taken a long holiday since, so these photos, taken with the Yashica, are especially poignant and dear to me.
hong-an tran 
Poignant and dear indeed. Great to see them again. Early days with the Yashica, right?