Amsterdam, a few thoughts
My first reaction to a tram ride into the center and walk back in the rain last night was that this is wasted on me- I'm not interested in drug cafes or the red light district, except as a spectator, and in the case of the latter, even being a spectator is participating in what is, at best, morally fuzzy, and at worst intensely exploitative (1).
But today, it was not raining, and I have a different view- there are more bicycles than people to be seen, there is lots of water and boats, and there are tall houses with cranes for lifting large items into the upper stories. I like those bits a lot.
There was, not surprisingly, a LONG queue to see the Anne Frank house, which didn't move perceptibly in the 10 minutes I watched, but grew a bit longer, so I passed. I had lunch at the market in this neighborhood- seafood and baked goods, so that was a win.
(1) what's wrong with "exploitive"? But I'll go along with the spellchecker.