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| still smiling in soggy Amsterdam |
In the previous vacation memories post, I told you we went to bed at 8 PM because a driver was coming to take us to the airport at 3:15 AM. It sucks to wake up at 2:00 AM when you are on vacation, but if you have to, you do it.
We arrived in Amsterdam in the morning and a driver was waiting for us at the airport. In fact, he kind of chased us around until he caught up with us. We were slightly off our game because of the early hours, so I was thankful the guy took such good care of us. Our other initial contacts with drivers had been iffy on this trip, so Amsterdam guy was great.
Our hotel, the Hotel Estherea, was in a very nice location on the Singel canal. Of course, since we arrived so early our room was not ready, and probably not even vacant yet. No worries, though. The staff stored our luggage and invited us to have a coffee while we planned our activity for the morning.
I'll be straight up with you: I loved this hotel. It was so over-the-top and I totally loved it all! It was pretty.
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| having a coffee under a chandelier |
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| living the dream |
Lizzie had tickets booked for the Dutch Resistance Museum, so she prepared a map and off we went. It was gray and rainy that morning. It was really more of a persistent drizzle. I wasn't cold and I wasn't really wet, but I felt damp. My umbrella was still keeping me dry, but it was looking a little the worse for wear. I was hopeful it would last the rest of the trip.
My initial impression of Amsterdam was that it was not as clean as the other cities I'd visited on this trip. I saw more garbage in the streets and against the buildings. In a certain part of the city, the smell of pot is very strong. I was a little put off by the rain and I was kind of tired. There were people riding bikes everywhere and you do NOT want to walk in the bike lane. You will get yelled at and a little bell will be rung aggressively. However...I was happy to be in Amsterdam. I liked what I was wearing. My shoes were waterproof and comfortable. My umbrella kept my head dry, and I was walking around a cool city with my sister on my way to a museum, so I really couldn't complain!
Here are photos from our walk that morning:
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| strolling through a pretty neighborhood |
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| classic |
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| it really looks like this! |
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| Dutch Resistance Museum entrance |
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| walked through a little park with houseboats in the canal |
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| Lizzie is s sassy stroller |
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| adorable! |
I loved the canal houses. All of them are different and they are all sort of leaning since the whole city is built on a swamp. It's a charming place.
A quick thought on the Dutch Resistance Museum. We chose to see it instead of going to the Anne Frank House. Since our time in the city was limited, we had to make some tough choices. The DRM was one of the most unique museums I have ever been through. The layout and presentation was phenomenal. The audio tour is so very well done - I was very engaged with the museum. It was an interesting way to learn about the history of the Netherlands in World War II. Highly recommend.
After the museum, it was time for lunch and we found a cute pub that looked inviting. I had a really tasty cheeseburger, and Lizzie had a big Dutch meatball with mustard and bread. We shared an order of fries with mayo, of course, and had a beer. It was great.
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| lunch is served! |
Side note, there were was a group of fathers and their children at a table near us. The kids got bored, as kids do, so they went exploring and ended up at the bar. You mostly don't see this scene in Utah.
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| kids checking out 16 taps at the bar |
On our way back to the hotel, we walked through an area with shops. I remember we went into a bookstore, as we do, and when we crossed the street I smelled a gorgeous smell. Not pot; waffles, specifically, stroopwafels. Since it was on my list of food to try, I had to do it. The woman in the shop was so nice and explained exactly what the treat was all about. You can buy them already made or get a hot, fresh one, which is what we did. I had the classic, two thin crispy waffle wafers with a layer of hot caramel in between. Lizzie had the same with the added pizzazz having one side dipped in chocolate. I liked it a lot.
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| what a face |
Fun fact - it's not easy to eat a hot caramel-y stroopwafel, balance your umbrella, and in Lizzie's case, her phone, and walk at the same time.
We got to the hotel to check out our room and rest for a bit. Our room wasn't big, but it was cute and comfy. Apparently each room in the hotel is decorated differently. Ours had kind of a jungle theme.
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| yes, I am delighted with this room and this hotel |
It felt good to relax for a little while and just be off our feet. Our fun wasn't over yet, though, because that evening we went on a canal cruise. We gathered up our rain gear once again and headed out. We walked to the dock - it wasn't too far from the hotel, and I was expecting one of those big canal cruise boats, but our boat was quite small. It did have a covering over the seating area and plastic sheeting for windows, so we were dry. We were also the only passengers. Two young men were our hosts; one was the skipper and the other was the tour guide. They were adorable, and we enjoyed talking to them about our travels and learning about Amsterdam. We couldn't see much because it was raining and we were in a small boat, but it was fun and we learned some stuff.
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| our own private tour |
I was starting to get into the Amsterdam groove by now. I think at first I was kinda bummed that I wasn't still in Prague but Amsterdam grew on me. A couple of pics of the city at night:
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| they call these the dancing houses because they are leaning into each other |
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| look at that spire in the background |
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| Claude Monet painted that spire from the window on the 2nd floor |
Fun fact: the master Impressionist painter Claude Monet spent time in Amsterdam and stayed in the building in the photo above. At that time, in the 1870s, he had a lovely view of the the Zuiderkerk and painted it in each season.
Another fun fact: over 15,000 bikes per year get lost in the canals.
On our way back to the hotel, we were taking an ussie, and a young woman stopped and offered to take our photo. Always let a Gen Z take your photo. They do a good job and make you giggle while it's happening.
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| good times! |
Back at the hotel, we decided to go to the lounge for a snack before bed. We had fries with mayo and some bitterballen because the cute guide on our canal tour told us we had to try it. They are like a croqueta in Spain, but made with kind of a thickened stew meat. You dunk them in a bit of mustard, and yeah, they are good. We washed it down with Heineken, and it was all very Dutch.
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| bitterballen with the Dutch flag, fries, and Heineken |
One more day of vacation to tell you about. I'm planning to write that post on Sunday. I am five for five on my daily November posts. I hope you'll come back tomorrow when I'll be writing about three things.