Amsterdam heralded the coming end of the trip. To get there from Paris, we had our last train ride and would be staying at our last Airbnb. It was almost over, and it snuck up on us. One moment we had miles ahead, and then time started slipping through our fingers. And at the elderly age that I am now, I appreciate the parallels between the trip and life.
That being said, we had a lot of time in Amsterdam for such a compact city, and over the next 3 days, we enjoyed a slower pace.
We were staying on a canal boat; 'Rosita' and she was adorable:
Rather than walking you through the days I am just going to mention the highlights and lowlights. Starting at the bottom:
Second, we had a bike tour with Diego. Ugh, Diego. No, we will not tip you and trust us, you don't want us to review you on Facebook. Now go away.
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| A statue to the respect of sex workers worldwide. |
As expected, Amsterdam's canals were impressive and stayed impressing us the whole time:
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| I'm between the 'e' and 'r'! |
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| The Little Woodcutter statue hiding innocuously in a tree. |
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| This place was a speakeasy and really hard to get in. You had to knock on a hidden door and the camera looked at you and a little flap opened before the doorman came out and mayybe let you in. This ridiculously priced cocktail was amazing though. |
Anne Frank's house was fantastic and was so like I had pictured it from her writing. It was really moving, and the audio guide was great. It selected key parts of the diary that fitted each room. You came away feeling really subdued and with a more informed perspective about the plight of individuals who suffered under the Nazi's.
No photos inside though.
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| Accidentally ordered wrong - the price for the shared plate was per person. Oh no... |
Went to a Kiwi-owned place for brunch - I cannot in any way describe to you how good my food was.
We went to the 'Amsterdam Dungeon' a highly impressive and high quality 'immersive interactive experience' where you walked through rooms to learn about the dark history of Amsterdam from actors who didn't break character and shocks and frights built into the acting and rooms. It was actually quite brilliant. No photos inside again.
For a little bit extra, our Amsterdam Dungeon tickets let us into Madame Tussauds - which is a famous chain of wax museums. So weird. So not worth it.
We are up to the tippy-top of Norway next, leaving behind the Euro, and the last few moments of not needing to wear a hat.
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