Well, our journey started off a little rough. Our first flight was delayed and delayed and delayed until we were going to miss our connecting flight to Frankfurt all together. So, instead of flying out a day later, we decided to fly to the Venice of Europe, Amsterdam, where the only mode of transportation besides roads, bridges, walking paths and bike lanes are canals. So, we hastily booked two nights at a hotel (not the one we originally booked), and neither arguments over the window seat or a baby directly behind us crying for the entire flight was going to stop us from making it to the city that has only two out of three when it comes to sex, drugs, and rock n roll.
Our first day in Amsterdam we toured the Royal Palace, which was built in the 1600s during the city’s heyday. This was really a town hall building that was later used by Napoleon’s brother as a home and is still one of the four homes of the current king.
After grabbing a quick bite to eat from a grocery store, we took a walking tour around the west side of the city (thanks Rick Steves)and saw so many beautiful canals and houseboats. We also walked by the Anne Frank house, which is down the street from our hotel and is always busy. The day would not be complete without buying some tulip bulbs, some Dutch frites (French fries with mayo) and chocolate (shopping quickly before David touched any of the other chocolates). We were exhausted but had a great first day!




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