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We visited the Anne Frank house - its still amazing that 8 people lived in that small space for over 2 years! But that probably added 2 years to their lives as only Otto (the father) survived the camps once they were betrayed and deported. We bought a day ticket so we could ride the trams around town. Right in front of the main train station is where the trams take off and there is a helpful tourist office right there as well. We also had a visitors’ guide from the hotel that was quite helpful as it highlights the sights, a map of the town, as well as a transit map. The guide suggested some restaurant gardens that we looked for since the weather was nice. There is a series of them along Reguliersdwarsstaat between Konigsplien and Vijelstraat (one block off the Bloemenmarkt). We finally found them but none seemed to be open for lunch - we supposed we were ahead of the true tourist season. We stopped in a small shop to buy a Christmas ornament (a small pair of Dutch clogs). While in there, Jim found a great set of salt & pepper shakers he wanted to buy for Verna’s mom, just for the reaction. They were delft style, but shaped as penises! Not this trip.
We stopped at a Turkish hotel for dinner. Fried clams in garlic sauce - yum! And lamb chops in a spicy sauce that was tasty but not overpowering. The lamb was very flavorful although it was a bit tough. It is amazing the variety of food one can find here - Argentinean, Turkish, Greek, Italian, Chinese, Indochinese, Spanish, Mexican, etc. You definitely won’t go hungry here as they have something for everyone. Of course, McDonnell’s and Burger King have their clientele, as well as Pizza Hut and Dominos. The next day we headed back to the restaurants with the garden terraces to try our luck for dinner, but only two were open.. The Mexican place was jumping and had a 2 hour wait, which we could easily believe. We went to the other, a nice fish restaurant, but we were evidently not their type of clientele - the place had only 2 diners in it and we were told they were fully booked! Hmmm. So we headed down the street to an Argentinean place and had a huge plate of ribs (2 racks). They were good, but according to Jim, “not Tony Roma’s.”
Amsterdam, as with all of Holland, has tolerated the use of marijuana - the health minister decided that the crime around selling drugs was a greater threat than the health problem caused to the drug user. They decriminalized it and cannabis became tolerated - but not technically legalized - by the government. Coffee shops opened that provided and/or allowed the use of marijuana. In 1996 the first licenses were given out. Today there 294 in Amsterdam, about 1/4 of the total in the Netherlands. Other countries such as France and America criticize this approach (according to a local rag). US drug-czar Barry McCaffery came to Holland earlier this year and declared the progressive drug policy “an unmitigated disaster,” citing higher crime in Holland. The view from Holland is that there is no more violent place in the western world than America. Go figure. You can get marijuana in any coffee shop. A bag typically costs f25 (about $11 US at this time) - not that we bought any - this was reported in the paper. Generally each coffee shop has a wide menu to choose from. The better the stuff, the smaller the bag. Any place that calls itself a “coffee shop” is saying 3 things: 1) I have pot and hash for you to buy, 2) For the price of a coffee or beer, you may sit here & smoke your own as well, and 3) You may also smoke on my outdoor terrace, even in front of the police. Not bad for those so inclined. The aroma around the place certainly bears out their view. For us, we headed to Hagan Daz and Ben & Jerry’s!
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