After arriving into Amsterdam airport we caught the train into Central Amsterdam. From the train station we walk about 15 minutes to our hotel. We are sleeping on a little ship in the harbor.
After getting settled in we have a cup of tea and talk politics with a young German couple in medical school. Their media is portraying Trump as a Hitler like character. I’m not voting for Trump but I don’t think he can be compared to the most evil man that had ever lived.
We go to bed because we have an early day the next morning.
We are up and out by 8:30 to walk to the Anne Frank House for our 9am tickets. It was much further than we anticipated. So it took us about an hour to get there. Once there we confirmed that it’s ok to sell my tickets to people in line. So we sold our tickets as we have been there before.
We then did Rick Steve’s walking tour. I am so glad that we did. We looked at things we would have passed by without even noticing it. My favorite was a cute little courtyard neighborhood with the oldest house in Amsterdam. It was a neighborhood of Pius women who lived their lives for God.
We then tried the local pickled herring. And a kroquette from Fubo on our way to the Van Gough Museum.
After the museum we head back to the ship for a nap. After a quick nap we walked to a local brewery. It was cute with a windmill outside. Here we met a couple of girls from Spain and a group of guys from Brazil. Who we then walked around the red light area with. Then we got tired and headed back.
The next morning we slept in then headed out to two of the markets. At the second market we had multiple types of local snacks. I loved the fresh stroopwafel. It’s amazing when fresh and warm.
Then we enjoyed Madam Tussaud’s wax museum. This was the first wax museum I visited when I was 13 years old. We had a lot of fun posing with the different famous characters.
Afterwards we went to a local liquor tasting room. It was fun sipping my glass off the bar. A tradition of the bars. We then went to the first pub in Amsterdam that serves the best apple pie, at least according to Bill Clinton.
Afterwards we picked up groceries and went pack to the ship for dinner and to go to bed.
Our flight to Istanbul was the next day so we slept in and took our time to the airport.