Didn't do a lot today... Those are my favorite days. We started out our nice little Sunday by going to the beach in Hagge, which was a little chilly, but you just can't beat the feel of sand between your toes. Even if it is sand that's frozen almost solid. But it's not a big deal or anything. My little toes almost fell off from walking in the ocean, which now I realize was probably not the smartest decision, but I did it anyways. Story of my life. After we froze our little tushies off at the beach for a little while we went over to a modern museum that I honestly don't even remember the name of and saw some pretty sweet art. There were a lot of really famous paintings in there like Vermeers and Rembrandts. I wish I knew more about art so I could appreciate this stuff, but I'm too stupid for it all. Sorry all art history majors who wish you were me, I am very unappreciative. After we got done with the city we went back to our hotel so we could watch conference. It made me a little homesick watching conference, though. I really love getting a big blanket and watching conference with me family with a big, giant cinnamon roll to keep me company and my dog walking by and licking my face. Disgusting, I know. The things you miss, right...
yeah, don't mind our weird faces, it would be cute otherwise
October 8
Amsterdam. The place of legal drugs, prostitution, and any other nasty thing you can think of. Good time, right? No. Not for a mormon girl who isn't into anything even remotely close to that stuff. But other than the occasional cloud of marijuana smoke we had to walk through, I really enjoyed Amsterdam. It was really a beautiful city and what I found really cool was that everyone we saw were all very different kinds of people. People in Amsterdam, and basically all of the Netherlands, just kind of do what they want because the culture is accepting of everyone. I would love to live in a city like this where people feel free to be themselves without being afraid of what anyone else might think. Our day did not start well at all, though. So this bus driver. Needs to get a life. His name is Villam and literally can't go over an hour of driving without making us stop so he can have a smoke break. On our way to Amsterdam it was about an hour and a half drive and he got over the megaphone and literally talked in his unintelligible accent the entire time about complete nonsense. I use those bus rides to catch up on my beauty rest but with Villam and his crazy words, I can't accomplish that very well. I hate you Villam and I miss Peter. But enough of my ranting about our struggling bus driver, after we got off the bus we went over to the Anne Frank house and walked through it reading about her experiences there. It was really cool seeing her actual journals, too, and seeing what kind of a place these people had to live for so long in hiding. After we finished going through her house we went over to another Museum and saw the big Van Gogh museum. There were so many Van Goghs in there... He was a really interesting painter. Some were really good, but then in some other ones he did were just big globs of paint pushed around. Once we looked through that museum we went to our next museum that was full of Dutch history and paintings from famous Dutch painters. I got to see "The Night Watch" by Rembrandt, which I really enjoyed because I remember learning a lot about it in my Humanities class so being able to see it in person and the sheer size of it was remarkable. By this time of the day we were all starving and hadn't really eaten a lot that day.... Or the day before... Or the day before that really because we are all sick of spending money on food so we've been snatching a little bit of food at breakfast to suffice through the day, but a sandwich, granola, and an apple is not exactly enough to sustain me for a whole day. So we saw a sign for the Hard Rock Cafe and all started drooling at the idea of real American food. It was basically an inner instinct that made us go. My feet just took me there without my mind being able to do anything about it. I got a chicken club sandwich and let me just tell you about it. Toasted sourdough bread, avocados, grilled chicken, applewood smoked bacon, lettuce, and a big heap of seasoned thick fries on the side. I'm drooling just thinking about it. The only thing that ruined my experience was our stupid waitress. She told us that the water she was giving us was free and then when we saw the bill and noticed that she had charged us 20 euros for water she acted like we should have known all along. Brat. So we all had to pay about 4 euros for stupid water. She was one tricky little witch.
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