We toured Zaanse Schans, an old village just outside of Amsterdam with windmills,
a shoemaker shop for wooden shoes,
and a cheese shop that smelled so bad Paul had to leave.
We then took the train into Amsterdam. Train station.
We took a canal ride, and it rained most of the time.
Josh shut his finger in a door and cried for what seemed like hours. We had a hard time finding a restaurant for lunch, but finally found a great one with lots of variety, good quality, and cheap.
We went to the Rijksmuseum.
We then toured Anne Frank’s house and museum. The place was packed with a long line just to get in. The line then snaked slowly through the house, up the stairs to the rooms the family occupied, and ending in the museum on the upper floors of an adjacent building. We spent quite a lot of time there as Jessica seemed very interested in everything.
More photos of Amsterdam.








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