After a week in the Dutch countryside, I returned to Amsterdam for one night, en route to Belgium. While in Amsterdam I visited the Anne Frank House, where I expected to see her diary, but instead it was just a replica. The real diary is in safekeeping for the sake of preservation, because of its fragility. I never knew that Anne Frank spent so much time editing her own work, with an eye toward having it published after the war. She wrote and wrote and rewrote.