The next stop was Amsterdam where Tina and I did a tour which ended up going through the Ann Frank Museum which is housed in the building she and her family hid out in during WW II. It was a bit too strenuous of a tour for the parents to take so we went it alone. We started out by visiting a windmill which are historically preserved structures in Amsterdam. The bull sitting out in a field by the windmill served as a good security force.

Downtown Amsterdam is full of a whole series of canals with "house boats" lining most of them. These are not typical "house boats".
And then we were at the Ann Frank house. Unfortunately they don't allow any pictures inside the house, so we were limited to a picture at the front entrance to the house from the main street. It was a sobering visit to remember what the Frank family went through and that Ann died in a prison camp just a month before liberation believing all of her family had died when her father in fact had survived and spent months looking for her after the war.