Visiting Volendam, Marken, and Windmills

Tourist Season had a second shot this weekend. Our guests were very generous and purchased us tickets on a tour! So we stepped out of Amsterdam for just a few short but fun-filled hours!

We began our little tour by hopping on a bus at the Damrak and heading for Zaanse Schans to play in some real, old fashioned, still working, windmills.

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This particular windmill was a spice windmill where they were grinding mustard.

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But there were a host of other windmills in the surrounding area and the smell of cocoa being ground pervaded the air. It was delicious!

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Then we were herded back on to the bus and zoomed off to our next destination! The quaint little fishing village of Volendam.

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There was plenty to see here, and it was all geared towards the tourist dollar. We spotted four different shops where you could dress up in “authentic” dress to have your picture taken. Himself declined, so I took photos of the boats instead.

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Time slipped away and we were shuffled off on our own boat to our next and final destination of Marken. It was here in amongst the traditional houses that we saw a brief talk on how they make cheese from cow, sheep, and goat milk. All these cheeses were delicious! We also saw a demonstation on how clogs are made!

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They are made from either poplar or willow and are still worn by farmers today.

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It was quite something to see! I will buy some, I just didn’t want to feel rushed into a decision today.

Then it was back on the bus and returned to Amsterdam! All up, five hours well spent. I can’t wait to go back to each destination with some more time to take a LOT more photos!

A Month Later

It’s taken us a whole month, but we finally made it to not one Museum, but two! In the one day!

However, given that these were the Sex Museum and the Torture Museum …

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And I don’t really want to lose my G rating …

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There won’t be any photos of those.

Both museums were good, though I think you get more for your money out of the Sex Museum. Both were stark reminders that humans have been humans for thousands of years. In the case of the Sex museum that wasn’t a bad thing. In the case of the Torture museum it was just depressing. It was a good thing the Torture museum was so much smaller really … though three times the price!

The weather has finally been warming up and we have been increasing our wanderings accordingly. Front door steps and buildings are breaking out in wisteria and blossoms.

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Any sign of sun and the locals take to the canals.

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And all the trees are gearing up for Summer with stunning canopies of fresh bright new green leaves.

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To celebrate our first month we headed out to dinner to one of the many steak houses in the area.

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Good food in abundance really is a wonder of the modern world!

Have a wonderful week!

Tiptoeing through the Tulips!

For our second big tourist attraction (the first was a canal boat tour) we decided to go all out and go somewhere with a high cliché factor. We went to a tulip festival at De Keukenhof.

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Now, I know we could have saved ourselves some money and gone to Floriade in Canberra, but you know, doing it this way we got to catch up with a friend we haven’t seen in a year! (G – next time we’ll be on time! I swear!) G won himself many brownie points by complimenting my new scarf too!

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There were tulips …

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Swans doing what swans do …

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Swans wondering what we do …

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Tulips …

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Art tormenting swans …

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Tulips …

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Bells that chimed “Oh Suzannah” …

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Tulips …

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A windmill … (I still need to see a working one)

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And tulips!

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It was an amazing day and a LOT of fun. Next year we may have to go a touch earlier in the season though, as some of the tulips were a little bit past their bloom life, but that just made the photography an interesting challenge!

Until next time, tot ziens!

Local Groups

In the interests of getting to know people Himself and I headed to the local knit night. Himself isn’t a knitter, but it was handy having him there to walk with when I walked down the wrong canal at first and got lost. This wasn’t all bad though, as I put it to you that what we found was a new breed of pukeko! A blue chicken that isn’t blue!

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Every time I walk outside I am struck again by how beautiful this city and it’s canals are.

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And how old it is too.

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Going to knit night though afforded us a new view of them, all lit up at night.

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They just get more beautiful.

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For now though, let’s leave the canals, and I’ll show you the projects I’ve finished since I got here!

First was this pair of socks for Himself which I began a year ago. (Yes, a year ago. No, I’m not sure where my mojo went) I loved this yarn from Dragonfly Fibres. The colourway was like working old spun metal as it cascaded from gray through green and into subtle burnished colours.

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And my travel knitting project, the one I thought I’d never finish, and was afraid I’d hate a foot into it, as posted here … Behold the wonderous rainbow scarf!!!

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I love it so much! Now I just need a hat to go with it!!! *grins*

Knit night was a wonderful group of people. All very friendly and welcoming! I’ll be going again next week. For the future though I’ll need to take something a little less brain intensive, as holding a conversation with people you don’t know, and following a lace chart, just doesn’t happen!

Markets

We took the weekend off for the first time in what feels like months (and between packing and moving, probably has been) in order to head on up to the local market and check it out.

Locally we have both a farmers market full of fresh produce and an “antiques” market. Though I think they term antiques more liberally than I do …

Flowers are prevalent all over Amsterdam.

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They are also inexpensive and vibrant!

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More evidence of bicycles everywhere, and evidence of the customisation! I can’t wait to have my own bike and drape it in flowers and astro turf in the basket! (it’s looks better than it sounds. If you’re into that kind of thing of course)

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Being me, I found the yarn. Damn it was hard to walk away from alpaca at that price. But I have about a kilometre to go on the Evenstar Shawl. I must remain focused! Then the nice man told be he had a bricks and mortar store during the week! All was not lost!

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All this goes on in the shadow of the local castle. (No it’s not a castle, but just look at it!!!)

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I really wished I’d asked for the price of this set. Then I might not be pining over this photo. *pulls a sad face*

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Something that sets markets here apart from those in Australia is weapons on sale. Not only did we see these swords, but there were sai, and a slingshot!

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I loved these strap on ice skates! Made me wonder if they were still useable, or a big seller a few months ago when the big freeze was on and everyone was on the canals!

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There was a large hippie contingent of clothing stalls at which you could buy anything you’d find at Tree of Life or the Glebe Markets. Not inspiring to me, but handy to know.

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But there was so much stuff to fossick through! And it was a very enjoyable time just wandering and exploring.

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I also found a Baedeker! If it hadn’t been in French I would have bought it …