The Grand Amsterdam Tour - Day #2
It would rain all day long but the parade went on!
Why you ask? Simple, before I left I bought a really good Samsonite umbrella for a princely sum at the Camarillo Outlet Mall.
Throughout the day I noticed others sporting umbrellas that had broken struts, were being turned inside out by the wind or were just sad looking.
Not my proud Samsonite, it held its shape perfectly all day as it kept me bone dry.
This umbrella was well worth the price.
A cappuccino and a croissant was all that I needed, I was ready to attack the Dutch capital once again.
The first stop on yet another drug and prostitute free day for me was . . .
This magnificent museum has a tremendous collection of works by the Dutch Masters.
Who would have guessed it?
Once done at the Rijksmuseum, I ambled about 400 meters to the Stedelijk Museum which specializes in modern art.
It was closed for renovations.
I just like museums dealing with art and/or history themes.
I also like to roam the streets when I visit an old city to get a better feel for the people, their customs and their culture.
Me too, truth be told.
Flowers were not the only things for sale.
Laurie would have bought a bunch if she had been here.
Meanwhile, back at the architecture . . .
Ending to what?
I liked this entryway but I passed on taking a look inside.
Women of loose virtues on the right bank
I would probably hit this fine "coffee bar" establishment first upon arriving in Amsterdam.
But no, it was back on the #14 tram to check out . . .
Nazi propaganda
Anton Mussert was the leader of the Dutch Nazi Party.
This yellow star was meant as a one way ticket to a Death Camp in the eyes of the Nazis.
Did I mention that prostitution has been legal in Amsterdam since 1200 A.D.?
Touring the place where she, her family and some friends were hiding from the Nazis was quite a moving experience. It made you both proud and humble in the shadow of this incredibly brave teenager and the simple beauty of her diary entries.
I was feeling so very good about the human condition.
Then I realized that someone had stolen my umbrella out of the Anne Frank House cloakroom.
I was wet but it worked.
Two days down and I have found lots of positive things to do in Amsterdam that don't involve pot or camp followers.
2 comments:
I'm glad you made it to the Dutch Resistance Museum. I'm sure you, like I did, found it interesting to compare the Danish resistance effort with that of the Dutch, having now visited both museums.
Have you had a chance to have rijsstafel yet? It doesn't have any weed in it, don't worry.
Thank you Lolita
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