In Amsterdam we spent the majority of our time wandering the quaint streets in the Jordaan district, admiring all the bicyclists and wishing we could pedal around the city (if I ever retrieve the photos on the digi cam we have some great pics of very interesting bikes). We ate lunch at an Indonesian fast food restaurant, which was excellent and had deserts at the Puccini Bomboni Chocolate house.


We visited local markets selling cheese, dried fruits, flowers, and household junk.

We stood in line for an hour to visit the Anne Frank House. The week before the trip we spent our evenings re-reading the diary, which inspired my journal writing as a child in addition to my interest in world affairs and human rights. As an adult I am filled with awe at the insights and depth of character held by a 13 year old girl. Walking through the Secret Annexe, for me, was a much anticipated and overwhelming, life experience.












