This is the Amsterdam Central Train Station. It was quite busy.
The Anne Frank house (short one in the middle) was really interesting. We had to wait in line for an 11/2 hours but when we got in, it was worth it. On the walls were quotes from her diary. The entire house was silent. In her room, the pictures she had glued on the wall are still there.
When we went downstairs again we got to see the actual diary which is covered in red checked cloth. We were NOT allowed to take pictures, sorry.
Every house in Amsterdam is built tall, thin, and squashed together. |
We passed through the Red Light District, but just to say we had been there. I saw nothing. For those of you who don't know what this is, the Red Light District is the section of town where the "dirt of society" works.
Note: prostitution and marijuana are both legal in Amsterdam so you can guess what is to be found in this area of town. When taking that walk, I watched my feet and held my umbrella very low over my head. So that was day one and two of my week in Holland.
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