Afterward, we walked through the red light district. We saw the brothels where the women sit in the display windows. Sarah was trying to take a picture when one of the prostitutes opened her door, gave us the finger, and made a move toward us. Our hearts skipped a beat and we rushed off the other way.
We wondered in a few Delft shops (the famous Dutch pottery style) and saw the floating flower market.
We even found the one windmill in town and had a Heineken for good measure.
Afterward, we went to the Rijks Museum to see its large Rembrandt collection. We went back to the hotel to take a nap and change for dinner. Sarah read about a bar called ‘t Arendsnest that served all Dutch beer. It turned out to be this cozy bar with tons of beers and funny 90s American music playing (ex. Living La Vida Loca).
Afterward, we decided to have one last adventure in local cuisine. We had savory pancakes (kind of like a mix between an omelet and a pancake) and bitterballs (I’m still not sure what these were -- but I do know that they were fried, dipped in mustard, and delicious).
We wondered through Amsterdam a final time, realized it was later than we thought (I never got used to military time while I was there) and went back to the hotel.
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