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Anne frank the part when they get the cake
Anne frank the part when they get the cake








After dinner at yet another fantastic Italian Restaurant, I decided to slowly partake in my disgusting tasting truffle. I played it safe and got the “beginners” truffle – the Space Shuttle. I had no idea what to get, however the man behind the counter enlightened me: the truffles come in various potencies. I on the other hand, try out a magic mushroom truffle. We go past The Bulldog coffeeshop where he purchases a weed cookie. To top the day of, the hubster decides he would like to partake in some more cannabis. There really is no sugar-coating the Red Light District or this type of theatre – it is seedy. It is not erotic, at least not for me – and definitely not for the couple. Sure, much to the relief of the hubster, the women on stage are gorgeous, however onstage a couple go through their choreographed routine, almost robotic as they switch positions with gracious efficiency.įifteen second, slap on the bum, change position.įifteen seconds, slap on the bum, change. This is my first experience at anything like this and to be honest it wasn’t what I expected. It was here that we both decided to see what all the rave about was in regards to Casa Ross0 – the oldest erotic theatre in Amsterdam. This has now been made public and is a great read.Īfter Anne Frank House, the hubster and I visited the Red Light District. Anne’s diary kept during the time of concealment was rescued by a friend and given to Otto on his return to Amsterdam. Unfortunately their whereabouts were revealed to Nazi authorities and they were arrested, deported and killed at concentration camps – all but the father, Otto. I really enjoyed learning about Anne Frank and her family who, 70 years ago, went into hiding for two years to avoid Nazi persecution. There was still a massive queue, but we were not too far from the entrance. The following day, we decided to get up early and head to Anne Frank House. We eventually got to the hotel and slept it off (without dinner) – no munchies for us!

anne frank the part when they get the cake

I was also worried someone might take advantage of two obviously stoned tourists. I did start to get a little paranoid as I wasn’t sure if the hubster knew the right way back to the hotel. We ended up beside ourselves in laughter as we decided to play with the crowds. I mentioned this to the hubster and he said he felt the same. the whole population of Amsterdam it seemed was walking against us. I still laugh now as I remember walking down the alleyways in Amsterdam and feeling as though the hubster and I were the only ones walking in the direction we were heading …. It seemed we waited for the tram for about an hour.

anne frank the part when they get the cake

This is when things started getting really weird. Additionally, my peripheral vision kept being blurred, at times being very narrow and then feeling as though it would open up again.Įventually, we decided to leave the restaurant and head back to the hotel. There were times when the hubster would ask me a question and it would seem like half an hour later that I answered him. One of the things I really noticed however is that time seemed to stand still. But I couldn’t stop laughing or smirking.

anne frank the part when they get the cake

Ten minutes later, I was laughing uncontrollably at my own silly statement, where I said my husband’s eyes are usually so white when they are not red. An hour and a half later, I stated my disappointment in the brownie. For the life of me, I can not remember the name of this restaurant, but the food was awesome. Not willing to stand in line, the hubster and I decided to grab a bite to eat at a beautiful Italian restaurant. We then attempted to get into Anne Frank House, where we were faced with a queue that snaked around the museum and around the corner. The hubster took half and walked around with the other half in his pocket. Not wanting to walk around Amsterdam with half a hash brownie on me, AND not willing to tempt customs in Dubai, I ate the whole slice. Upstairs is the weed bar! The hubster and I were a bit cautious about having the stench of cannabis on our clothes while returning to Dubai, so we stayed downstairs and indulged in a brownie. These sumptuous delights have a warning label on their packet, advising you that you are about to eat marijuana and that you should only have half, then wait 90mins before indulging in the second half. On offer downstairs are hot and cold drinks, as well as space cakes (weed cookies and hash brownies).










Anne frank the part when they get the cake