For Q, it was the Anne Frank House
For C12 it was the book market
For C47 it was his two favorite restaurants and favorite bar.
For me it was the Vondelpark.
We had other things to see, like the Van Gogh Museum, the Rijks Museum, the Muiderslot Castle. But my thinking was, we MUST do the things we MUST do, and if we get to the other stuff, awesome, but not going to stress about it.
So, when we finally woke on Saturday morning (I woke early, I mean earlier than everybody else but still not early, it was 8 am in Amsterdam. I went upstairs to the lobby and read, returned to our hotel room at 9 am for a nap, woke TCR up by accident, he had a little moment about the time, thought we should wake everybody up post haste, I said how about noon, he countered with NOW, I countered with 10 am, and so that is what happened, the girls and I all got up at 10 am).
Anyway, we got up, hit a bakery, then headed to the Vondelpark. I LOVED it. Actually, I think we all loved it. It was full of people exercising, dogs, bikers, greenery. This is us on a little bridge, photo taken by a gentleman who asked us who we were going to vote for. We told him, and he sighed a bit of relief.
OK, I have no idea what that last photo was. Oh, maybe on the boat ride. The second to last is how I got C12 to agree to take photos. You may try to photobomb every picture I want to take of your sister .... !
SO after the Vondelpark we took a tram ride and headed into town again to get to the Anne Frank House, and along the way stopped and had some stroopwaffle (C12's requirement that we have cheese and stroopwaffle every day). They were big and warm.
The Anne Frank house was packed, and we'd miscalculated on dates, thinking we COULDN'T get pre-reserved tickets WRONG. The only availability was for sometime after 3:30 if we stood in line. Nope, not for Saturday. We decided to try another day. So instead we went to a cheese shop and "museum" to visit some cheese. More photobombing ensued.
And then we took a canal ride. Q10 did a hyperlapse, and I'll see if I can get it on here.
On the canal boat:
So, once we'd done that we needed a break. Well, *I* needed a break. So we were very near one of TCR's spots, a bar he liked to go to. So he went there, and the girls and I went to a cafe.
I can't provide a picture or tell you anything about the bat TCR went to, as we did not go there. We also got some nice scenery photos.
And then we headed back to the hotel. Through, accidentally, the red light district. This caused some angst, especially with Q10 who had just gone through "red ribbon week" at school where they push drug abstinence HARD. Which we agree with, for our youngster's growing brains and bodies. But the idea that ONE WHIFF OF SMOKE can KILL YOU! is really a bit much, I think, because it just isn't true. And then if/when they actually do try drugs, they are going to get a surprise that they don't die immediately and it might not be as horrible as the people in power said. I'm just saying.
Oh, and the sex wasn't their fav thing, either, but it wasn't on display nearly as much. And you couldn't smell it. Thankfully.
... And more cheese? Or pastries? Whatever, probably delicious, I think C12 took this photo.
And then we walked home. Home being the hotel. Home base. Home-ish. Whatever, we had some discussions on what to call it, because I called it home, C12 was offended that I would call it home when it was so very clearly NOT HOME.
Along the way we stopped at another of TCR's must see places, a restaurant and we had VERY GOOD, maybe even EXCELLENT, pizza.
Then we saw this cool chandelier on the way home.
I think at this point I was seriously beat, and when we got to home-base I fell asleep right away, and everybody else stayed up bickering. I might be remembering this wrong, because I was OUT.
