First, I must apologize for my blogs- I know they have many errors in them and are not that well written! I can't get used to this keyboard and trying to type while racing a clock is stressful! :) I can't afford to pay more to edit so sorry!

Freaky hotdog and frite that greeted us upon our arrival at the Amsterdam train station.

June 8-10Friday, June 8th
Kelly, Mike and I took a train to Amsterdam on Friday morning. We stayed at a hostel called Shelter Jordan, which was cool because it was a Christian hostel. The hostel itself is in a really cute area of Amsterdam and fairly close to a main street that led into the downtown area. We checked in and got an extremely informative introduction/welcome from a guy named Sam, who reminded us of our friend Tony.
After locking our bags in the luggage room we walked down the street to get some lunch at a little restaurant on the corner. The restaurant had two cats that just hang out in it...I thought it was cute. :) After lunch we went to a church on the corner (yeah, I can't remember which one it is right now, but it's kind of a big deal) and then the Anne Frank House. The house is unfurnished, but set up like it was when the Franks were hiding out in it. I enjoyed the tour and it made me want to go re-read the book.
After the museum we walked along the canals and streets of Amsterdam. It was pretty chilly, but somewhat sunny, so it was nice to be outside for a bit. We wondered toward the center of the city and shopped around a bit before making our way to another church (called 'New Church' in English, but of course, I don't remember it's name right now either). After the church we went for a boat tour, and though it was nice to see everything, it was a pre-recorded tour and was

rather dry. After seeing many of the sights by boat we walked around some more to find a place for dinner. We ended up eating at a place called Leden, or maybe it was Luden? (I'm good with the names today.) After dinner we slowly made it back to our hostel and hung out in the cafe. While I was waiting for Kelly and Mike to figure their bus out on the computer I met some of the workers and learned of their stories and how they came to be at the hostel. Most of the workers are volunteers who are doing it as a service project. The two girls I met are from the USA and were doing it through their college.
I really like the location of the hostel and felt pretty safe there except that at about 5am I woke up to scary sound in the street below our window. It was so creepy, there was a group of guys causing trouble, yelling, and doing who knows what. Then this scary guy yelled in a deep voice and they ran up and down the street. It was totally frightening. The next morning Kelly said she had heard it too and said it sounded like demons. (That's how creepy they were).
Saturday, June 9thAfter eating our free breakfast in the hostel cafe we went downtown to get tickets for a bus tour of the area outside of Amsterdam. We walked to the 'Old Church,' (again, can't remember the real name) which is 'right in the heart of the red light district'. It was pretty funny because as we are walking around the church to the entrance there are women just standing in the windows of the buildings surrounding it in their underwear and the WHOLE time Mike had no clue because he was engrossed in what he was reading in the guide book. :) We decided not to go into this church because it was just an art exhibit and we didn't feel like spending the money on it. (It seems as though the churches downtown aren't really used as churches anymore.) We decided to head out of the red light district (yucky) and go get lunch so we walked back towards the stores and main square.

After lunch we boarded our bus for our tour. Our guide was absolutely crazy...she was so funny though! (One example of her cheesy-ness: 'I'm Dutch and our driver is Dutch--that makes us Double-Dutch!). Our group was a pretty good size and incl

uded a group of totally uninterested young Italian guys who later ditched the tour and took a city bus back to Amsterdam.
The tour took us to two old Dutch villages that were right on a lake that used to be connected to the North Sea. We learned that much of Holland is actually, as our guide called it, artificial land. Because of a lack of land to live and farm on, they used the windmills to slowly pump water out of lakes to create more dry land (around 1500). The result is that the land is lower then the water in some places which looks a bit strange.
The towns were

very cute and reminded me a lot of being in Holland, Michigan. We took a boat from one village to the next which took about 30 minutes and then we had some free time in the next village. As a bonus (because our bus was late) we also got to go look at a museum in the second village. It wasn't all that exciting, but there was a really cool room that was covered in murals made from cigar labels that someone in the village had slowly made over many years. The mural depicted many famous landmarks throughout the world and was made up of over 7 million cigar labels.


After the villages and museum we hopped back on the bus and headed to the cheese factory and the shoe maker! We got a little tour of both places and tasted all the cheeses they made. I ended up buying a thing of cheese but still have a hard time believing that it will be okay out of the fridge. Apparently you can keep this cheese out of the fridge for a year as long as it is not opened. I guess we will find out when I get home! (It made it and it was delicious!)
We drove to a restored park area that had some old windmills after the little tours and then headed back into the city. I'm really glad we went on the day tour because it was nice to get out of the city to see how beautiful the surrounding area is! We ended the day with a quick (and a little shady) trip out to the bus depot to get Kelly and Mike's tickets, and then an excellent dinner at a little Indian restaurant. (No scary people in the ally that night-hooray!)
Sunday, June 10thToday was the last day that Kelly, Mike and I all traveled together. We went to the museum area of Amsterdam and went to the Van Gogh museum. I talked a little about this in an earlier blog, so I won't say too much about Van Gogh here. The exhibit was really cool and I am so glad that we got to see it because some of my favorite Van Gogh pieces were in the collection.
We ate lunch in the plaza outside the museum and then walked around a bit. We ended up going in a (free) diamond tour/museum. It was not all that interesting, but was cool to see the diamonds and learn that this company had helped make some pretty famous jewelry.
After walking around and shopping a bit more I parted ways with Kelly and Mike to begin my travels alone. I'm not going to lie, I wanted to cry I was so nervous to go alone. (This was also the midway point of my trip so I think the homesickness was kicking in full time). I walked back to the hostel, got my bag and headed to the train depot. I got there early and had time to kill so I shopped a bit. When I was about to head up to my train platform I heard an announcement that my train had been cancelled. Of course it was cancelled...why wouldn't it be when I am traveling totally on my own for the first time overseas? I somehow figured out which train to take instead but it was a huge hassle that involved 2 changes and befriending a French man and his 4 year old daughter who hardly spoke any English. We helped each other through and I finally made it 'home' to Kacy and Tara's at around 10. (There was much more drama and stress to this part but I am almost out of time and don't have the energy to include it now. Just know it sucked, I almost cried many times, but made it and felt good about doing it all by myself). :)