According to the locals, the Anne Frank Museum is always busy. I was lucky enough to get special treatment and had a ticket in hand to go past this line. My hotel scheduled me and I pretty much walked right in!
The exhibit is sobering. It was not uncommon to hear sniffing, a bit of sobbing, and to see dabbing of the eyes. It’s emotional. I was choked up. Anybody who talked, spoke in hushed tones as we made our way through the warehouse office that turned in to a dwelling for 8 people for more than 2years.
I came across a bar with this view so I sat down and had a beer and stuff in Old Town Amsterdam. I was thinking, this looks familiar. I think it’s one of the famous spots they use for Amsterdam post cards, it looks a little different at night. The waiter was very nice, he helped me with
In Amsterdam, down the street from the W was Son of India food joint with many different things in the display case. I managed to convey the fact that I wanted some of everything that had no meat, which was just about all of the foods. We ran out of room on the plate and could have kept going… I walked out of that place with the leftovers and a 6 pack of Heinys for a late night snack at the hotel.
Curry potatoes and chick peas, rice, spinach, string beans, and a bit of extra curry schmuey in the little plastic bag on the left side of the plate. Nice!