Red light district

I wasn't sure what to do with my evening... Since I hadn't met anyone and wasn't feeling particularly comfortable with going out on my own.  Just when I was ready to curl up with a book and go to bed, a mother and two daughters from Canada started to chat with me. Soon, another girl from malaysia joined the conversation and we all decided that we would go check out the Amsterdam night life together. Now... I can be very awkward in situations like this... And was not sure what to expect... But it was weird. That's pretty much the best way to describe it.

This was another place where signs are posted everywhere to prevent picture taking... And we watched a guy's camera get tossed in the canal by a Danish giant for trying to sneak one.  These people mean business.

The girls stand behind glass doors with red lights (duh)  in their bikinis or sexy outfits. Some of them get really into it and will beckon to the people on the streets, while others just look bored. They text, or knit, or... Whatever. There were women of all shapes, and sizes, colors, and fantasies. And there are hundreds of people walking by like this is the most normal thing in the world. So. Weird. Oy.