We left London Sunday evening and hopped on the Eurostar to Amsterdam. I’m sure you’re wondering, “what’s a pregnant woman going to do in Amsterdam?” I mean, I couldn’t drink, I couldn’t get high, and at almost 6 months pregnant, I wasn’t able to hop on a bike to see the sights. But I could eat!
We got in to Amsterdam late Sunday night, so we didn’t have a chance to do much that first night, other than to find a place to eat close to our hotel. Like the London leg of our trip, we didn’t have much of an itinerary. Our plan was to figure it out when we got there.
The one thing I knew, I wanted to visit in Amsterdam was the Anne Frank Huis, but be warned: tickets sell out fast! I procrastinated on purchasing them, and tickets were gone by the time I tried. They do release a limited number of same day tickets each day, so I held out hope that I’d get lucky by checking the website each day that we were there.
We came up empty-handed the first day, so we decided to just walk around Amsterdam and see the sights. Our hotel was located right on one of the canals, so we walked some of the canals, through the Jordaan neighborhood, Vondelpark and up to the Rijksmuseum.
We ran out of time to do much more that day, so we made our way back closer to the hotel to find a place to eat. We found a cute little restaurant a couple blocks from our hotel to grab a bite to eat, but I couldn’t tell you anything about that dining experience. Why? Because my eyes were transfixed on the bakery across the street. I don’t know how I didn’t notice it before. It was bright, colorful and super inviting. I told Lee we would be making a pit stop at the bakery as soon as dinner was over.
The bakery was packed. I perused all of the different options while I patiently waited for my turn. After some back and forth and absolutely no help from Lee, I chose a slice of Dutch apple pie and a chocolate cream puff. They did not disappoint.
We awoke the next day, attempted to get tickets to the Anne Frank House and this time we were successful! We finished our breakfast and then made our way over to the museum.
The tour was amazing. Heartbreaking, but amazing. You actually get to walk through the apartment where Anne’s family and others were holed up during World War II. There are still remnants of pictures and magazine ads up on the wall in the room that Anne and her sister occupied for the majority of their time in the apartment. I found the museum to be educational, poignant and incredibly well done.
From there, we took a boat tour of the canals, which was conveniently located outside of the museum. It had started to rain, so it seemed the best way to see the rest of Amsterdam since we couldn’t walk around.
We made one more trip to Rene’s bakery on our way back to the hotel before calling it a night. The next leg of our trip would be taking us to Brussels first thing the next morning.
While there was a lot we managed to accomplish in the 2 days we spent in Amsterdam, there’s definitely a lot that we need to go back and experience. I would have loved to rent a bike and see the sights that way, however, I was a little nervous about hopping on a bike at 5 months pregnant. I’ve never been to a city that is so bike friendly! I would have also liked to take a day trip out to the country side to see some of the famous windmills. And I’d be lying if I said trying a space cake wasn’t somewhat intriguing.
It might take us years to make it back to Amsterdam, but it’s definitely on our list of places to visit again.