A day of opposites...

I manage to drag myself out of bed fairly early this morning, and take the tram in to Dam Square where I meet Donna and Ellen at 11ish. First stop for us is Waterlooplein, and the vintage markets - could have EASILY spent all my money on hats, scarves, dresses and leather shorts - but I manage to resist and we go and get some food at a very bohemian/ramshackle little antique cafe.

Next stop - Anne Frank House. The queue to get in is massive, but luckily an American musical school group of about 30 people (you really couldn't make this up) who are at the front smuggle us in with them, so we manage to beat all of the queues entirely! The museum itself is brilliant; really humbling, well-preserved and presented. The house is a very intense place to be, probably because it is so steeped in history, and there are even copies of the original diary on display too.

So after a fairly sombre afternoon, we decide there's only one thing for it....we need to smoke the rest of our joint. First though, we head to the supermarket to load up on food for when the inevitable munchies come...

Joint smoked, food eaten and numerous bicycles avoided, the three of us decide upon an evening visit to the Sex Museum (pretty much the opposite of the Anne Frank House!) - and what a decision it is! (especially whilst stoned...!) There are sculptures, photographs, life-size models, larger-than-life size models....and all from the personal collection of one man. Really bizarre, but totally hilarious, and a bargain at 4 euros.

We finish our night off in Leidesplein, where much of the nightlife is concentrated, though I'm off to Berlin tomorrow fairly early, so it's a quiet evening all round. Back at the hostel, all my roommates are passed out surrounded by empty crisp-packets, and my pokey little windowless room reeks of weed. I think I will sleep well tonight.....