Wandering around the world, one country at a time.
Monday, March 5, 2012
The Dam Weekend Trip
So I didn't realize that it had been so long since my last post until I just signed on to write another update. I'm gonna try to go back to a once a week thing if I can, just the past few weeks haven't been too exciting or out of the ordinary. March is full of weekend trips, birthdays, football games, visits from people and a ton more so I hopeful I'll be updating more this month.
Anyways, this weekend was our school sponsored trip to Amsterdam. I wasn't really excited for the trip when we left Thursday, I think mostly because we had a 12 hour bus ride ahead of us, but I was so pleasantly surprised by the city- I absolutely loved it! Our trip started at 930 Thursday night when all 300 Westminster students on the trip loaded onto a bunch of buses and headed out towards Dover. We got into Dover around 1, went through a non-existant stop at customs, and loaded onto the ferry for our 220 AM departure time headed towards Calais, France on the other side of the English Channel. The ferry ride was great, it almost reminded me of a cruise ship. It was full of shops, restaurants and lounges to pass the time. We took advantage of a bunch of couches and slept nearly the entire hour and a half ferry ride. From there, we loaded back onto the bus, and drove about 5 hours into Amsterdam. Luckily Lara and I were in the back row of the bus, where the seats reclined all the way back so I was able to at least get a few hours of shut eye before getting into the city.
We got into Amsterdam at about 930 in the morning on Friday, unloaded the bus and took our stuff to our hostel before heading out for the day. Our student reps who organized the trip jokingly referred to our hostel as "Hans Brinker: the shittest hostel in Amsterdam." They weren't kidding. At least they embrace it's terribleness. We left our hostel right away, around 1030 to grab a bite to eat and head over to the Anne Frank House. We were warned that the lines get impossibly long, so we wanted to get over as early as we could. Luckily, the line was pretty short and we were inside after only 20 minutes or so of waiting. It was amazing. We went room by room through the office that was the cover for the secret annex the Frank family used to hide in during the Nazi raids in Germany until they invaded Amsterdam as well. After going through the office space, we were allowed to go through the moving bookcase and actually into Anne's very tiny room and the rest of the secret annex. It was absolutely incredible. We weren't allowed to take pictures, but honestly, I don't think they would do it justice. Otto Frank, Anne's father, was the only one who survived the Holocaust, and when he decided to turn the house into a public space after he published Anne's diary, he decided to leave the annex just as they left it- completely devoid of any material possessions and furniture, so all the rooms were left empty. Since they kept everything in the same condition it was when the Franks left, the walls of Anne's room as covered with magazine posters and advertisements she glued to the walls, and in the kitchen the wall that is covered with pencil marks and dates, showing Anne and her sister's growth in height during their stint in the annex. The rooms were impossibly tiny. I have no idea how 8 people could live in such conditions, but somehow they did. One fact I learned is that til this day, they don't actually know who it was that betrayed the family and ratted them out to the Nazi police. There are hunches but no actual suspect. At the end of the tour you get to see the actual information cards used for all members living in the annex at their arrival to various concentration camps, pictures of most of them actually in the concentration camp, their approximated dates and causes of death, and lastly Anne's actual diary. Such a cool place to have been. I've always been really interested in the Holocaust, probably from 5 years of taking German and watching countless German made movies about the era, but it was absolutely unreal being in there.
Outside of the obviously refurbished entrance to the Anne Frank House
The actual house containing the secret annex.
We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the beautiful canal ridden streets of the city before grabbing a bite to eat at an Italian restaurant and heading out to a club that was included in the price we paid for the trip. We didn't stay very along as it was really crowded and we were still exhausted from the trip, but we figured we'd give it a try since it was free. The streets are very story book- almost like Dr. Suess-ish. All the buildings are small little townhomes in various colors along different canals. The streets are very bumpy, and so as a result, a lot of the houses were obviously crooked and off kilter which just added to their charm.
Saturday was filled with lots of walking and sight seeing. We wandered through an adorable flower market- so beautiful and so cheap with lots of wooden shoes and tulips everywhere. We found our favorite place in Amsterdam- the best cheese shop in the word. You walk in and there is cheese everywhere, and they practically throw free samples of cheese and chocolate in your face. DELICIOUS. We literally went to multiple cheese shops of the same chain to keep getting samples, they were unbelievably good. You know that scene in She's the Man when Amanda Bynes says her favorite cheese is gouda...well officially my favorite cheese is handmade Dutch gouda. I'm actually upset at myself for not bringing any back. Not even embarrassed to say that cheese shop was my favorite place in the city. #fatgirlproblems
Ariel in the delicious pasty/chocolate shop we found our first day.
The flower market of Amsterdam
CACTUS! If you know me well, you obviously understand why I was so excited about this find. One day, I will grow a successful cactus. It's gonna happen.
So. Much. Cheese.
MY FAVORITE GOUDA!
The rest of the afternoon we got lunch as a much recommended food court- sort of similar to a Wegman's cafe set up, walked through the red light district and saw Centraal Station, and headed to the Rijksmuseum where the famous "I Amsterdam" sign is for the super stereotypical tourist pictures. Half of us went to the Van Gogh museum after. I was in the half that opted out, so we walked around a park, found a bench and ate delicious waffles. Waffles and pancakes over here a) aren't eaten for breakfast and b) aren't served with syrup. It's a big dessert thing everywhere we've been to have a Belgian waffle with chocolate sauce, ice cream, or fresh fruit on it. Later Saturday night, half of the group went on a bar crawl through the city, but Lara and I opted out to go see the red light district and night, grab a bite to eat, and see all the canal bridges lit up. The red light district is something else. In the daytime it wasn't bad at all, obvious sex shops and coffee shops but it wasn't really bustling. At night is a completely different story, you literally turn the corner to get onto the main strip and all you see is neon red lights absolutely everywhere. Windows with girls in them line the streets, alternating with "coffee shops" and various burlesque/strip shoes. There are bouncers absolutely everywhere, encouraging you to come see one of their girls, go to a show, or shooing you along violently if you stand looking at their girls too long or god forbid attempt to take a picture. They are not fans of pictures in the red light district that is for sure. We went around 9 oclock or so, and while it was very busy, it's obvious that the night was still very, very young. Over half of the windows had the lights off and were still covered, indicating that the girls hadn't even shown up to work yet. We very happily left after a quick stroll around not wanting to be two little white girls in the district when it really got busy. In a nutshell, it certainly held up to it's reputation.
Centraal Train Station in the heart of Amsterdam
Lara, Ariel and I in the sign.
A failed attempt to climb on top of the "t"
...so I settled for sitting on it
Ariel and her "a"
Van Gogh museum
Sunday was long as we had our very tiring trip back to London. We left Amsterdam around 1130, and I passed out as I hoped to do in order to pass the time, and what do you know...woke up to the bus driver announcing our arrival at a Belgian chocolate factory. Honestly, couldn't even tell you where on a map Belgium is, but I now know we drive through it to get back to London and they make REAL good chocolate. Our driver made us all get out to walk around...twist my arm. Fact: Belgian chocolate is as good as it's reputation. My package of milk chocolate disks and chocolate covered cherries and attest to that. After about 5 hours, we arrived back in Calais at the ferry, actually had to go through customs this time (a trend I'm noticing. Other countries don't really care when you come into them, literally didn't go through anything to get into the Netherlands, they have zero record of my presence, but getting back into the UK is just like getting back into the States) and got onto the ferry. We grabbed a seat in the front of the ferry because we knew to look out for the famous white cliffs of Dover. They were absolutely magical to see. Even though it was a rainy, cloudy day, you could still see them a good distance away in the channel, and as we docked they are literally right outside of the window. So neat to see. After that we headed back on the bus for the 3 hour trip to London and arrived at 830, much earlier than the anticipated 10 our itineraries said.
Overall the trip was great, well worth the 125 pounds it cost to sign up. Food, transportation, sight seeing, accommodation, everything included, I spent less than 200 pounds- a job well did on my part, and now I can say I've been to both Holland and Belgium. The city wasn't at all what I expected, but it was absolutely adorable. I'd go back in a heartbeat. This week, and the rest of March are probably gonna go by fast. Monday and Tuesday, a friend from home, Rachel, who's studying in Copenhagen is gonna be in London, and on Wednesday I have my first football game to go to! Lots of stuff coming up, I'll try better to keep you posted!
Gouda is pretty darn good.
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