I went for a walk through the Red Light District in Amsterdam. It was pretty fascinating. Streets and alleys of windows that glowed. Inside small rooms women of all types and sizes winked at you, tapped on the glass to grab your attention, or just talked on their cell phones. Completely legal. I admit, a couple caught my attention but I never thought of 'love' being a financial transaction.
Throughout the day, I also kept smelling something familiar. Ah, yes, marijuana. Also legally sold in 'coffee shops'. You just go in, ask for a menu, and pick your poison. Papers and pipes provided. As you pass these joints (heh) you're treated to doorways wafting smoke out onto the streets.
Amsterdam is similar to Prague in that it's a haven for people who want to party (I watched a girl puke her guts out on the sidewalk and another guy passed out in a doorway with the biggest smile on his face). For a lonesome dude from Cali, it wasn't of much interest other than for anthropological studies. Research ma, research!
Today, more museums!