Fail #2 - Disappointed Daughter
As the ferry pulled back into central Amsterdam I immediately checked for wifi.
Nothing.
Darn.
Apprehensively I began leading the family through the streets of Amsterdam in the general direction of my next failure.
Every block I checked for wifi.
When I found some, I refreshed the webpage.
Every time the answer was the same. 
You see, I was fully aware that tickets for Anne Frank House had to be booked online.
But it was only as we were leaving the hotel that more that I skimmed through the FAQs to find this:
Every Tuesday at 10am CEST all tickets become available for a visit six weeks later. Tickets sell out very fast.
Ticketless, we continued on towards certain disappointment.
My hope that extra tickets would somehow become available on the day of our visit was futile waste of energy.
Anne Frank House was high on the list of things Miss H wanted to see.
As a parent I couldn’t have been more proud of how she handled the disappointment even though she did technically get to “see” it:
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As we look at the narrow brick building the mood of the touring party was not good.
It was now well into the afternoon and we'd not yet had lunch.
For the girls, hungry was rapidly turning to hangry.
As we set off towards De Hallen, my stomach churned.
Was it hunger, or a sickening feeling that my bad travel choices run in threes?
