Today I visited the Anne Frank house. Typically I am not one for touristy things, but I've always been intrigued by the holocaust and Anne Frank. I think they serve as important symbols and examples, and are pretty relevant given the current attitude towards Islam by some. After touring the annex where she hid for two years, it was crazy to imagine so many people living in such a small space, unable to live freely.
After the Anne Frank house I again visited Vondelpark, because I love it there, and visited Flevopark. Both days I spent in Amsterdam it was cold and pretty rainy; I was completely drenched by the time I made it to the Anne Frank house, and after I finally got dry I was drenched a few hours later. Usually I hate the rain and doing stuff when it is raining, so I'm pretty proud of myself for walking another 10+ miles and doing everything I wanted to do despite the rain.
Even in the short two days I've been solo traveling, I've realized a couple of important things. You don't really realize you aren't living in the moment until you stop, and actually live in the moment. Usually we have places to be, things to do, and that's all we can think about: what we are doing next. This trip, with having nothing I need to do and nowhere I need to be, has helped me realize how little I have lived in the moment. I hope this lesson carries when I come back home, and am determined to live in the moment from now on. It's a great feeling, I highly recommend it.