Today was a day of culture of all sorts. We got a late start (seriously, never underestimate the power of a hot shower and sleeping in a bed after 3 nights on the ground in a tent) and walked down prinsengracht to the Anne Frank house.
After getting trapped behind the requisite Asian tour group, we journeyed through the museum, a vastly empty loftspace- to symbolize lives lost- and got a glimpse of what life was like for the eight people for whom the darkened annex was home.
All deep and prolific thoughts aside: have you ever heard something in a different context and suddenly the meaning was changed? Well, on the way out I walked past the restroom and two girls walked in and exclaimed with much distress: "Aw shit! Everything's occupied!" having just walked through the Anne Frank house, it took every last fiber of my political correctness to not reply "that's what she/Anne Frank/Jews said!"
Yup...I'm terrible...or maybe just observant...
After Anne Frank, we strolled further down the canal to a cafe where we sat outside with cups of tea, writing postcards, people watching, and listening to a (presumably) drunk busker play Wonderwall (it is a universal fact that if you hand a drunk person a guitar they WILL play Wonderwall. It's like monkeys writing Shakespeare)
After this was all said and done: it was pub-crawl time! Highlights include: making friends from 4 different continents, being dubbed "party-girl pub-crawl queen" by a Swiss-German who was impressed with my awesome and constant dancing, instigating a large group of Brits to sass eachother in French, and, after we lost the pub-crawl entirely, finding out that EVERYONE ELSE had lost them too and going on an epic quest to find them...and failing...but the quest was great!
Ah well, on to the next!
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