Going Up The Country

On Monday, after spending the morning staring at a computer screen in my room, I decided I needed to get out of the house and find some nature. This is somewhat difficult in a country made almost entirely of land reclaimed from the sea, but I figured as long as I wasn’t surrounded by brick, I’d be happy. With this song firmly embedded in my head and a map on my phone, I rallied my fellow Canadian, Beth, and we headed for the ferry terminal.

Route to Waterland
Route to Waterland

The website Awesome Amsterdam is an excellent resource for places to go and things to see over here, including easy day trips on your bike, like this one to Waterland! The ferries in Amsterdam are free and most of the routes take less than 5 minutes crossing. Cars aren’t allowed, with the exception of these tiny lawnmower engine ones.

I think this dog weighed as much as the car
I think this dog weighed as much as the car

Within about 20 minutes of biking away from the terminal, we were in farmland. It was warm, breezy, quiet and green, green, green.

The open road
The open road
Navigator Beth
Navigator Beth, looking at cows
Surprise around the corner...
Surprise around the corner…

City girls that we are, we stopped for a while to squeal over a field full of lambs. Did you know that they won’t come when they’re called? It’s almost like they don’t care that I want to touch them. While I was busy taking photos, Beth noticed that the farmer was yelling something at us in Dutch, which I assumed meant “stop bothering my animals”, but we quickly found out was actually “there are smaller ones in here!” Going against everything our parents ever taught us about talking to strangers, we raced inside and met two tiny newborn lambs 😍

Protective mama
Protective mama
Born that morning!
Born that morning!

Floating on a baby animal endorphin rush, we said goodbye and continued on our way.

No filter! The light was really this good!
No filter! The light was really this good!
The Russian nesting doll of houses
The Russian nesting doll of houses

We had planned to take a different route home, rather than retracing our steps, but the tiny ferry google maps directed us to in Holysloot (😂) only runs in the peak of summer. By this time it was nearing dusk and the clouds of bugs were wearing on our thin city-mouse nerves. We gritted our teeth and headed back the way we came, only allowing ourselves another ten stops for animals and picturesque landscapes. So disciplined.

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Golden beauties
Golden beauties

It was such a beautiful, refreshing way to spend the day, especially since May 4 is Dodenherdenking or Dutch Remembrance Day, which “commemorates all civilians and members of the armed forces of the Kingdom of the Netherlands who have died in wars or peacekeeping missions since the outbreak of World War II.” I won the lottery in life as far as peace and freedom are concerned, and it felt appropriate to celebrate that by getting out into the world.

The city holds a huge ceremony in Dam Square every year right outside the Royal Palace. The entire square is packed with people, the Royal Family comes, haunting songs are sung, speeches are made, wreaths are laid; it’s really quite something. At 8:00 sharp, right as the church bells ring, there are two minutes of silence. The experience of standing shoulder to shoulder with thousands of people in Dam Square, which is usually teeming with noisy tourists, and being able to hear the wings of a single pigeon sent chills through my body.

The day after Remembrance Day in the Netherlands is Liberation Day, which celebrates the end of the Nazi occupation and is basically one big party. Such a great contrast!

Alright. Time for me to get to work and do some reading. Less than a month of classes left!!

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Possible next daytrip: Amsterdamse Bos

Going Up The Country

Tiptoe Through the Tulips

Several weeks ago, while my parents were visiting, we trekked our way to the airport and then onto a bus that took us to the world renowned Keukenhof Gardens. Granted, it was a cold, windy day and it was a bit too early in the season to see the fields in all their glory, but the three of us left a bit disappointed.

Lone strip of blooms.
Lone strip of blooms in the distance.

The flowers in the garden itself were beautiful, and the varieties of tulips were very impressive, but it just felt very sterile and touristy. I wanted a redo. I wanted to be blinded by colour. I wanted to see with my own two eyes what I’d seen on a million postcards. But I had no idea where to go, since the fields are not in the city. Luckily I’m an excellent google-er, and within mere minutes of this bee entering my bonnet, I found a website dedicated to Holland Cycling!  Go figure.

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Click through for link to full route instructions!

On April 23, I rounded up a gaggle of some of my favourite international ladies and we hopped a train to Voorhout, via Haarlem. According to the route plotted out above, the 38km loop can be done in 2.5 hours. I have no idea if this is true. We got lost a few times, took pictures at nearly every field we saw (each one was a different colour combo, how could we not??) and stopped for a 5-star picnic lunch along the way. It was, without a doubt, one of the highlights of my trip so far.

A word of warning for anyone planning to try this for themselves, the numbered path markers on the Bloemen Route don’t go in numerical order and the signs are not always easy to spot. In the end, we were on the road for 4+ hours and only covered about 1/3 of the route. Thank you again, Beth, for taking over navigation… I regret nothing.

We saw this little guy before we saw any flowers. A good omen.
We saw this little guy before we even saw any flowers. A good omen.
Proud representatives of Canada, Sweden, Denmark and Australia.
Proud representatives of Canada, Sweden, Denmark and Australia.
Can anyone identify these? They smelled wonderful.
Can anyone identify these? They smelled wonderful. *Editor’s note! They are a fancy daffodil called “Cheerfulness” known for their very fragrant blooms. Mystery solved!
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Breathtaking.
Fisheye photo by Beth McIntyre.
Fisheye photo by Beth McIntyre.
Shutterbugs on the loose. Photo by Line Kvartborg Vestergaard.
Shutterbugs on the loose. Photo by Line Kvartborg Vestergaard.
Picnic extravaganza!
Picnic extravaganza!
This was where my film camera died 😞
This was where my film camera died 😞
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Smell-o-vision required. Photo by Lucinda Bourke.
Smell-o-vision required. Photo by Lucinda Bourke.

As an end to a perfect day, we stopped for dinner in Haarlem on the way home, where we found what I assume is the world’s scariest ferris wheel. The cages spun! I loved it.

😬😆😃
😬😆😃
Tiptoe Through the Tulips