Amsterdam is awesome. Friday afternoon, we found our hostel only to be told that their computers were down and they were unable to check us in. They said they'd hold our luggage, but it was ina room with no lock, so we decided just to carry it. We found a place to have lunch, and just sat with our packs for a while. I wasn't hungry so I just had ice cream. Oh, this hostel was in the middle of the red light district. There are lots of sex shops, sex shows, and girls in windows tapping on the glass at you, no matter what time of day it is. It was amusing at any rate.
I had no idea that Amsterdam was full of canals. Anyway, we found a "coffee shop", well, we actually found the first coffe shop ever in Amsterdam. Some our group ordered off of the "special menu" I didn't. I just had, and still have, no desire to try it. We met up with one of Paul's friends, had dinnerm and hung out at the coffee shop for a while. Jake and I then went in search of souveneirs but found none. Then there was sleep, I think, since the computers were back online.
The next day, we had to check out by 11:00. Then we went on a quest to find our new hostel. Niether hostel was available for our entire stay so we had to move. We went to the wrong hostel at first. There are two "Flying Pig" hostels in Amsterdam. Oh well, it was a nice walk anyway. It reallty is a pretty city, especially with the bridges across the canals everywhere.
After we found the second hostel, the rest of the group went on a bike tour. I decided to go and visit the Anne Frank House. I got slightly lost on the way there, but managed to find it. The line to get in wasn't too bad, maybe 20 min. It was a really moving experience. The bottom floors of the building where the Frank family hid during WWII is now a museum containing many of the object they had in hiding. As you walk through, it tells the entire story though interviews with people that knew the family and Anne's diary entries. Once you walkthrough the secret door behind the book case, you get up to the"secret annex". There is no furniture, but lots of items and information around the walls. The posters and pictures Anne Frank put on the walls to brighten up her bedroom are still there. Postcards the family sent right before going into hiding are displayed. There is a small map on the wall where Otto Frank had listened to the radio and kept track of the movement of the Allied Forces. The space was bigger than I had expected, but still very small. Near the end of the tour, they have her original diaries as well as the story of what happened to everyone that hid in the annex. Of the 8 people who hid there, only Otto Frank survived the Holocaust. Two of the people who helped them hid also died in concentration camps. Anne Frank died 1 month before the concentration camp she was in was liberated. It was a really moving story. They hid for more than two years before being discovered. To this day no one knows who gave the anonymous tip to the SS. I guess it was more powerful than a history book because it was told in the words of a teenager who experienced it. In the last room, they have copies of the diary in the 60 languages it has been tranlated into. It was Otto Frank that decided to publish it.
On to happier things. Today we slept in, despite the vacuuming at 10:30. We went to a supermarket and got stuff for a picnic. We spent hours in the park just hanging out. It was quite a lot of fun. We went to a barwhere I had my third alcoholic drink of the trip, a strawnerry colada. It was pretty good, not nine euro good, but pretty good none the less. Then we went to Burger King for dinner, since it was the closest thing.
We watched a street performer with a soccer ball for a good 45 min. He did many amazing tricks with the thing. He even knew where Clemson was. He did a trick where he played with the soccer ball while he had is arm around my shoulder. He then kissed my check and tried to catch the ball but missed. He tried this three more times, but couldn't quite get it.
We then went back to the bar where a Tom Jones wannabe was singing. He was actually pretty good. Then we went back to the hostel where I am now typing this post. Hopefully we will make it to the museums tomorrow.