Basically there isn't much to tell. Don't expect lingering descriptions of two dozen naked youth, like A. Boy and PPingTom provided. But there are a few choice moments that astounded me -- moments where I thought, "I have to write this down and share it with Mr. Double's readers."

The first instance came during a trip to one of Amsterdam's many wonderful art museums. In each room there are benches for exhausted art lovers to sit upon, but there is also a single chair near one of the doorways where the security guards can also sit and rest. In one room I encountered a tired Dutch family sitting on one of the benches -- a mom, a dad, and a young son, maybe 10 or 11. The security guard was standing in front of them talking with them (I don't know what he was saying -- I don't speak Dutch). And, over to the left, their daughter, who was perhaps 6 or 7 years old, was sitting in the security guard's chair against the wall. Her feet were on the edge of the chair, her knees were drawn up to her chest, and her right hand was plunged into her shorts. She was very obviously masturbating. And no one in her family seemed to care. She had a lovely, devilish grin on her face and did not bother to stop diddling herself even when I stared directly at her for four or five seconds before forcing myself to look away..........(cont)