Parking is somewhat of a nightmare in Amsterdam, so the plan was to go to the Olympic Stadium there and park and then rent bicycles. Upon our arrival the parking lot was completely full and it was raining. So, we made a plan B. We drove to Anne Frank's house and were somehow lucky enough to find parking right in front. We waited in line and then took the self-guided tour. The more I see and hear about WWII, the more I admire those individuals that chose to hold tightly to hope and optimism. It astounds me. So many time I feel like abandoning ship and wonder who would I be if I lived in those times. I wish I were one of the strong, but I really wonder. We purchased a book call Tales from the Secret Annex by Anne Frank. This book consists of the short-stories, poems and thoughts that Anne wrote down. I lately seem to be having many thoughts about a little word WHY? On the inside cover she wrote:
"Why? Ever since I was a little girl and could barely talk, the word "why" has lived and grown along with me. It's a well-known fact that children ask questions about anything and everything, since almost everything is new to them. That was especially true of me,and not just as a child. Even when I was older, I couldn't stop asking questions. I have to admit that it can be annoying sometimes, but I comfort myself with the thought that "You won't know until you ask, " though by now I've asked so much that they ought to have made me a professor. When I got older, I noticed that not all questions can be asked and that many whys can never be answered. As a result, I tried to work things our for myself by mulling over my own questions. And I came to the important discovery that questions which you either can't or shouldn't ask in public, or questions which you can't put into words, can easily be solved in your own head. So the word "why" not only taught me to ask, but also to think. And thinking has never hurt anyone. On the contrary, it does us all a world of good."
I love her thoughts. And only a teenager.
We got lunch and then went to the Van Gogh museum. We didn't spend as much time as I would like to of here. Beautiful paintings. My favorite...the Almond Blossom. Really breathtaking. So much beauty from a sad individual. It was interesting to learn a little more about Van Gogh's life to. I would love to go to this museum again.
It was time for dinner and we decided to drive outside of the city. Like I said earlier, the parking is crazy and expensive. We did a GPS search on places to eat and found the best Chinese food I have ever tasted in my life. The restaurant was called Chinese Delight and it was. I have never really enjoyed seafood, but this place has changed my mind. It was amazing. I asked Shea what her favorite part of the day was...dinner. I think she might have eaten more than me, and that is a big feat!
©ColleenFisher
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