The following day we woke up relatively early and went to the Anne Frank house.  That was probably the coolest museum/historic site I have visited.  It is tough to explain the feeling of stepping through the same hidden doorway behind a bookcase as the 8 people hiding there did during WWII.  It is pretty crazy walking around in the same rooms that they all lived in for so long.  Definitely a sweet experience.  After that neima and I rented a paddle boat and tore up the canals raising hell and getting honked at by all the big boats.  At this point we were pretty beat from walking all over the city and little sleep so we took a nap for about an hour.  Afterwards we met up with a friend Ruzil and had a tiny expensive Indian food dinner.  We made friends with the host at the restaurant so he took us to his favorite pub later that night.  Despite being a more laid back night we still didn’t manage sleep until somewhere around 4 am. 

Our last day in Amsterdam we woke to a nice pouring rain with strong gust winds.  We decided to hit up the Van Gogh museum which was pretty cool but I got a little burned after an hour or so…After that we didn’t really want to stay inside so we went to a dutch pancake house.  Despite claiming to have pancakes they were really just funky crepes.  We stayed there for a while watching cyclists outside struggle with the huge puddle lake that had formed.  It was entertaining mostly thanks to a city worker posted by the puddle who would just warn the bikers to lift their feet and every time they did he would start clapping and busting up laughing.  Shortly thereafter we ninja styled back to the train station and headed back to Germany.