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They were from Ireland, Denmark. England and Italy and were
all lovely. We talked for a few hours (I even got introduced
as a friend of theirs to someone!), they had some weed - I
had one go and coughed so I don't think they trusted me with
it after that.
When the sun went ...
... stopped for lunch at a place just off the Damrak. If the several photos included today are any indication, they must have canvassed several establishments where the air was laced with traces of the weed for which Amsterdam is justly famous! However, they did not appear to be stoned, just worn out, so no harm was done.
During their absence, I received a surprise FaceTime call from daughter-in-law Marcy in ...
... the museum. Continuing to the top we learned about his family, his mental instability, and finally his death. It was a beautiful and vibrant museum that we were unfortunately not allowed to take pictures in. Next we walked to the Heineken brewery for the "Heineken Experience". It was very similar to the Coca- Cola Factory in Atlanta, Georgia where the "experience" was very commercialized and showy versus educational like the Guinness brewery in Dublin. It took us 3-ish ...
... Frank, the father, and he gets her diary that had been saved by one of their "helpers" published after learning that Anne, along with her older sister, Margot, and her mother, have all died in the concentration camps. The interview with him is heart-wrenching, and the collection of photos, objects, opinions and thoughts of people both directly and indirectly involved is nothing short of amazing. So glad to have had this opportunity to see life during WWII through ...
... at me and leaves. I pass out straight away until it's time to go. I don't even hear my alarm go off, Jack has taken my ipad and put it on his bed, he's loving my tomorrowland alarm clock more than he did that morning in Berlin, he jumps on my bed, the movement wakes me up. I turn the alarm off before Jack hurts himself. I sit down the lobby and return my key. Victoria has the cheek to come over and tell me I am allowed to sit next to her on the bus today if I must. "Do you ...