Goodbye Amsterdam
Quick entry before class starts.My new friends insisted on joining me to the Anne Frank Musuem (Anne Frank Haus) after class. Same route as yesterday - shuttle/train to Amsterdam Centraal Station, then a 15 minute walk to the house, which is on one of the outer canal rings.
The fact that I was visiting this particular house with 2 Germans wasn't lost on me, and funny enough, it wasn't lost on them either. Some nervous joking on their part that if anyone speaks to us on the tour, that I had to do the talking.
A bit of a line outside the house, but it moved quickly, and 8 euros later we were walking inside. It's a very controlled tour, with a single pathway working updwards into the canal house, and into the back annex were Anne and 7 others hid for 2 years. For anyone that has read the diary, it's a powerful experience, as a lot of the house is unchanged, and Anne's room where she wrote most of her diary still has pictures of old movie stars pasted to the walls, as the blank wall reinforced the dispair they all felt. 2 years they peeked out the thick curtains, always thinking the Germans would find them.
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Sorry, will have to update late. Class is winding to an end, and I need to catch the train. I don't know how I messed up the timing, but my train leaves at 4:15, and class gets out at 3:30.
1 Comments:
It really is amazing how quickly we forgive people. Germans have absolutely no negative image in the world today, only 60 years later.
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