Amsterdam day 2

On Sunday we took the train back into the city for another fun filled day. Our first stop was the Heinken Factory for the Heinken "experience." It wasn't really a tour is was more interactive. The first room had two screens with a guy talking to you about the history of the company. You walk through and see old labels, you learn how beer is made, you try the beer, you go on a virtual ride of making it feel like you are being brewed, you can make a bottle with your name on the label, its was just really cool and I don't even like beer. After the factory we walked quite a while to our next stop the Ann Frank house, where she hid during WW2. It was really weird being in that house. The stair case up to the 3rd floor was so steep. Then there is a hidden passage behind a book case that you enter to go up to where the people in hiding lived. There is no longer any furniture in the building b/c it was taken away once they were discovered but in Ann Franks room there are pictures all over the wall they she had cut out of magazines to decorate the room. I got goose bumps when I was standing in her room thinking that Ann Frank herself was hidden in this room for so long, never saw the light of day and was the one who put the pictures on the wall that I was looking at, it was very sad. At the end of the house her actual diary is in a glass case. Janne was trying to translate it for us but she was having trouble b/c she said it was in an old dutch dialect. After the house we went back to Jannes house and met up with one of her friends. We yet again hopped on our bikes and went to downtown Utreck to a club. Everyone in the Netherlands rides bikes everywhere, there are an insane amount of bikes everywhere. Everyone also buys really cheap bikes b/c they get stolen all the time. The club scene in the Netherlands is defiantly different then Italy. Everyone there goes for the live DJs everyone is most likely on Ecstasy and they are just like moving around to the music and just absolutely loving the music. In comparison to Italy where you have no room to move and have to constantly be dodging Italian men in order to not get groped. After the cluh we went home and went to bed.