We visited the Anne Frank House on Sunday morning. It was absolutely incredible. Seeing the actual hidden attic, climbing the stairs behind the moveable book shelf - well, it was intense. I cried seeing the photo of Otto Frank, back in the secret attic after his release from Auschwitz. The despair and grief displayed was unlike anything I've ever seen. I've known loss in my life, but his hallowed eyes were just haunting. It may sound silly, but I feel truly honored to have experienced this place. No pictures are allowed inside so I bought a great photo book of the attic.
On the way back to Brussels, we stopped in The Hague, the judicial capital of the United Nations. While there, we visited the M.C. Escher museum. Very cool to see the actual works of the artist I admired so much growing up. The museum is actually in the Queen's Palace so not only are the works incredible, but the building itself is something to see. Each room had the most unique chandelier. From bugs, umbrellas, to a skull and crossbones. Very cool.