If you missed the part 1 about travels, visiting the museumsplein and canal cruising, catch up here
We’ve now reached Friday, one of the days I had been looking forward to a lot!
All day @ Olympisch Stadion: Friday’s program was all about the athletic championship! Both my mum and I really into it, so if we weren’t going to watch it live, we would surely have watched it on tv.
Disciplines we got to see include the women’s heptathlon 100m hurdles
Heptathlon shot put
Heptathlon high jump
It was incredibly rainy, but we learned they use big sponges and that orange truck to clear the track for the runners.
At one point it rained so much we had to take cover in the stairwell – until the first dane was hitting the track: Stina Troest for the 400m hurdles!
If I remember correctly, she qualified for the semi-finals with one of the best, if not the best time.
Women’s triple jump.
All the dutch athletes were (obviously) very popular with the crowd, and you always knew when one of them were competing. Here’s Broersen and Vetter from the heptathlon, the latter went on to win gold (if I remember correctly – there’s a chance that I don’t remember anything. So don’t cite me as your source if you’re writing an important article. I shouldn’t have to tell you this)
3000m steeplechase. In the lead is Gesa Krause. We were rooting for her because we had seen a banner with her on a houseboat the other (and didn’t know any of the other runners).
It would be very mean to laugh at other people’s misfortune…..
Polevault. None of the guys cleared the bar while I was watching.
This french dude didn’t even have his first attempt before everybody else was out – so he was either taking the gold or getting nothing (spoiler alert: he got nothing).
And then my camera died.
The event was split into an afternoon and an evening session. In between, we went to this amazing burger place called the Happy Bull, which made some of the best burgers I’ve ever had. I wish I could have taken a picture! The above is just a random picture from another restaurant. I don’t remember what it was called. I don’t remember what most of the places we went to were called. This is why I’m not a travel blogger, I’d be terrible.
10:00 Yellow bike tour: Last year we were in Barcelona, and ended up on a guided bike tour by chance. We learned it was a great way to discover the city, as it’s a lot faster than walking so you get to see more. And well, Amsterdam is made for bicycles (they’re everywhere). The guide did a great job at telling the history of Amsterdam and showing the places that’s worth visiting.
Always a photogenic one, aren’t I
14:00 @ Anne Frank’s House. Again, if you want to visit this place, it’s a good idea to buy tickets in advance (or you’ll have to wait for hours). The visit started with a 30-minute presentation about the Frank Family and Nazi Germany. Then you get to walk through the house and see where they were hiding for years. It’s a depression place, and I think I’ll start crying if I have to go into details about this very tragic, very real story. Especially when you can’t help but draw parallels to event’s happening today. Without getting too political here, I’ll just say I think everybody should visit and learn.
And on that note, let’s move on to something less serious: Rubber ducks.
It’s become a weird tradition in my family to get rubber ducks as souvenirs, so this was like heaven!
Look forward to the last entry in my Amsterdam diaries tomorrow.
Until then, tell me in the comments if you’ve ever been to Anne Frank’s House?
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