I got up and packed and had breakfast - included
again - with two of the Irish guys who were up that early.
Back to the train station and on the train to Amsterdam.
When I was walking back to the hostel I saw
Skyler in the street.
I asked where he was going and he said that he was going to see
the flower gardens.
I asked if he would be around that night and if he was I wanted
to hear if they were worth going to see.
I had seen them advertised but didnt want to use up half
a day by going out there if there wasnt much to see.
He said that he would let me know.
I checked back in to the hostel and then decided what to do next.
I headed straight to the Anne Frank House.
It was a bit of walk and the line was around the corner but I
waited anyway.
There was no way that I was going to miss that.
It was definitely worth the wait.
The house was empty but so small.
They had plaques on the walls with parts of the book on them describing the room we were in - first was her father's business - ie offices and storage rooms....
....and then when I came to the bookcase that
had the secret annex behind it my heart really jumped.
I had read the book and even though you know it is a true story
it is still a story.
This made it very real.
I climbed the stairs and walked between rooms
and then I came to the room that Anne had lived in.
The pictures of movie stars she had put on the walls were still
there.
They were covered in glass but she had put them there.
I brought postcards of those two spots - the bookcase and her
room as they affected me the most.
I am very glad I had read the book before going there.
I then walked back towards the centre of town stopping off for
French fries and mayonnaise on the way - I am sure you have seen
"Pulp Fiction"
I went to a place called the Begijnhof.
It is a lovely little garden surrounded by houses that used to
be a convent.
It dates back to 1465 at least.
I saw the oldest wooden house in Holland which
is dated at 1465.
It was quite strange to walk through a small alley with the hustle
and bustle of the tourist area behind you and then be in this
very quiet place with beautiful houses and sweet little gardens
but still be right in the middle of town.
I then headed back in the general direction of the hostel and walked through a small book market which was full of old books (I couldnt read most of them!!)
I then went through the flower market.
The flowers were everywhere and so many colours.
It was a bit touristy with souvenirs there as well.
There was walls and walls of clogs and magnets
and tulips.
We werent supposed to take photos but of course I did but
I did also buy.
I bought some tiny clogs and a little ashtray with a marijuana
leaf in it saying Its legal in Amsterdam on it.
They go with my mini Eiffel Tower that I have on my computer at
work.
I was walking back to the hostel for a coffee
and a rest as I had quite sore feet and walked past a canal cruise
company.
It was only cheap so I jumped on.
The cruise went for about an hour and we went
past some beautiful sites - the 17th Century Skinny Bridge, 7
Arched Bridges in a row, the Mayors House, the Twin Sisters which
both have the exact same neck gables, the smallest canal in Amsterdam,
lovely buildings, the smallest house in Amsterdam that is one
metre wide.
Apparently the houses were taxed on frontage so the skinner the
better.
It was also pointed out that as the stairways and doors were so small every house had a furniture hook on the outside so that moving can be done in and out of windows.
There were some houses in a row that were all very crooked and leaning and I got some great photos of those too.
Apparently one car a week also goes in to the canals so some of the edges have little barriers but many of them dont.
We went out in the harbour area which to me
seemed like the ocean but it was the North Sea Canal.
There were big ships going past and it was a bit rough in our
little boat.
I thought it was quite funny that the canals were just like streets
in that they had no parking and give way signs.
There was also reversing mirrors at one place.
We also went past the back of Central Station which has been in
use since 1889 and was built on a man made island.
After the cruise I walked back to the hostel
for a bit of a chill out.
I sat in the bar and had a coffee and wrote in my diary until
it got a bit darker.
Then I headed out to the main tourist strip between Central Station and Dam Square.
I sat for a while in front of the Royal Place
and took some nice photos of that area.
A guy came up and asked me to take a photo of him in front of
this building.
I said 'Oh the Royal Palace?'
He asked how I knew what it was called and I said because I have
a guidebook.
That is the way I found out about everything.
Read a book and ask at the hostel.
He didnt know what a hostel was either.
How some people get around I dont know.
How could you got to a city like that and not have a basic plan
of attack?
I then walked down towards the station and visited a few tourist
shops - everything was just the same.
There were heaps of restaurants and I ended up having Italian.
It was really nice.
I kept on towards the Station and got a great photo of it at night - it is very beautiful.
I went to the Sex Museum and I thought it was
a big waste of time.
There was nothing exciting and it was all just pictures and totems
etc.
Glad it was only cheap because it was quite lame!
Walked back towards the Square and had a look
at the Palace at night which was lovely as well and went back
to the hostel.
I went to the bar and ran into Skyler.
I asked him about the gardens and he said that there was so many
flowers it wasnt funny.
I am going tomorrow!