Gallivanting Grandma

Monday – September 13th

Yes, it rained last night, but the weather was clearing quickly in the morning. After another good breakfast at the Hampshire Hotel, we checked out and put our luggage in the car.  We wanted to walk into Delft to pick up some last minute souvenirs to take home tomorrow. Workers were clearing the bleachers from the Markt square, but otherwise the town was very quiet.  One of the shop owners told us that they would be setting up later for a carnival for next weekend.

We walked back to the car, said our good-byes to Delft and drove out of town.  Our next destination was the Zaanse Schans, about 20 minutes north of Amsterdam.  This is a living history museum showing how the Dutch people lived and worked in the past.

One of the written guides had said that it was very commercial, which it was, but still worth visiting.  There was a modern museum building which we did not visit, and a long path which went between a dyke and the sheep field.  Along the path were a line of windmills which were open to the public.  The windmills and other small buildings had been moved to Zaanse Schans and re-assembled to create the museum.

Each of the windmills demonstrated a different trade and use for the mill.  tourists could visit each mill to see them making oil from a variety of seeds, or grinding grains for flour, or making a coarse-grain mustard.  One of the mills demonstrated how a post-mill saws wood,  and another mill showed how to grind raw materials such as tropical woods into pigments for paints.   Entrance to the grounds was free with a seven Euro charge for the car.  Each mill charged three Euros per person to watch the gears do their work.

The windmills were made of different materials and were different.  Most had their sails unfurled and were actually working.  Jeff and I walked the distance of the path and took lots of “windmill photos”, as the sun flirted with the clouds. Many of the buildings seemed to be closed, but the Cheese Shop was open and we visited for a whiff….

Besides the meadow of grazing sheep, there was a pen for goats.  There was a restaurant on the site and a snack bar for tourists.  All in all, Zaanse Schans was a pleasant place to visit.  There was a lot to see and it was a good place to take photographs.  I think my granddaughters would enjoy visiting and learning about the early life of the Dutch.

Later in the afternoon, we drove to the Marriott Courtyard outside Schiphol Airport where we had a reservation for our last night in the Netherlands.  Our plan was to be near the airport so we would not have any traffic hassles and arrive at the airport in plenty of time for our 10:20 AM flight on Tuesday.  The Marriott was outrageously priced because there was a hugh conference in Amsterdam and all the hotels were fully booked.  You could walk to the airport from the Hilton or the Sheraton, and they were cheaper, so these would have been our first choices.  It pays to make reservations as early as possible to get better rates.  Oh well, live and learn……  :-)

Rainy Sunday – September 12th

I can’t believe another rainy day in Delft, Netherlands!  We had a good European breakfast in the dining room of the Hampshire Hotel and were determined to continue with our plans to visit some new places in Holland.  We were going home on Tuesday and we wanted to enjoy our last two days.

Morning view of Delft from our 7th floor balcony

The Netherlands is really a very small country and you can get almost anywhere in a couple of hours. Jeff and I wanted to visit the area north of Amsterdam called Wieringermeer Polder and see the Afsluidijk.  The word ‘polder’ means land reclaimed from the sea, lake, or marshland.  To create a ‘polder’, the area is enclosed with dykes and then the water is pumped out and the water level is regulated. Originally windmills pumped out the water, these were replaced by steam and diesel engines, and today electric pumps control the water.

From Delft, we got on the A-4 and drove north.  Today, the countryside of the Netherlands is filled with a new kind of windmill which generates electricity.  I like this photo that I took from the car, along the A-4 of an old fashioned traditional wooden windmill next to two tall stark-white wind-turbines:

Old and New Wind Power

We continued north of Amsterdam along the two-lane road, the N-9.  This flat almost-straight road passes the shore villages along the North Sea.  The area is famous for its cheese auctions, herring fishing, and whaling in the 16th century.  It is also a seaside resort area of beaches with a number of hotels and restaurants.

Alkmaar is the largest city on the peninsula, with a population of 94,000 people.  It’s hard to believe that Alkmaar was besieged in 1573 by the Spaniards and Holland was under Spanish rule for almost a hundred years.  As the story goes, heavy autumn rain flooded the countryside and forced the assailants to withdraw. As a result, Alkmaar is credited with being the first town to resist the Spaniards.  Fortunately for us, the weather was clearing the further north we drove.

A windmill along the N-9

We drove all the way to the top of the peninsula, to a town named Den Helder.  We didn’t know what we would find there because there wasn’t much information in our Michelin Guide.  We were very pleasantly surprised to see a very appealing town and interesting things to do.  The guide said that Den Helder is the Netherlands’ chief naval base and naval ships could be seen at the docks in the distance.  At the end of the road, there is a ferry terminal which goes to Texel. This is the largest of the Wadden Islands which form a string of barrier islands protecting the northern part of the Netherlands from the ravages of the North Sea.  According to the Michelin Guide, Texel has several interesting villages.

Dry Dock for a huge commercial or naval ship

Also in Den Helder are a naval museum, a national maritime rescue museum, an aquarium, several beaches, a nature reserve, and six forts which had been built by Napoleon.  Unfortunately, it was Sunday and most of these were closed, but we promise to return and explore this very interesting area in the future.

Our goal was to see and cross the famous Afsluitdijk and return to Delft before dark.  We continued on the road heading north. There was very little traffic, the weather had cleared, and because the land is so flat, one could see for miles.  It is a place where land, sea, and sky meet. The road of the Afsluitdijk lunges out into the blueness and  it visually cuts into the middle of the sea, with salt water on one side and fresh water on the other.

View From the Middle of the Bridge over the Afsluitdijk

The Afsluitdijk was built in 1932 as a huge barrier dam creating the outer Waddenzee and an inland freshwater lake, now known as the Ijsselmeer. Once the lake was enclosed, work began to create other polders and huge tracts of land were reclaimed.  The Afsluitdijk was a monumental project which was planned by Dr. Cornelis Lely in 1891.  It took backbreaking intensive labor to build the dyke which is 19 miles long, 330 feet wide, and is 23 feet above sea level.

Many communities around the shores of what used to the the saltwater Zuiderzee lost their livelihood when access to the open sea was shut off.  Some of the fishing boats that now sail the Ijsselmeer hoist dark-brown sails as a sign of mourning for their lost sea fishing.

Midway along the dyke’s length, at the point where it was completed in 1932, stands a monument to “the men who put their backs to the task”, and a monument to Dr. Lely.  Tourists can stop for a snack at the charming cafe in the base of the tall tower or cross the pedestrian bridge over the road for a great view of the project from the North Sea side.

We stopped at the parking area near the bridge to take photographs and explore what was there.  We walked across the bridge to look at the North Sea.  Surprisingly, it was calm despite the stiff breeze.  Perhaps the Wadden islands were doing their job.  Afterwards, we continued to drive to the end of the Afsluitdijk, then we made a U-turn and drove back south on the dyke toward Amsterdam and Delft.  The sun was setting and huge dark clouds were rolling in from the west as we approached Delft.  It had been a good day.

Saturday – September 11th

It was a beautiful sunny morning and we checked out of the Van der Valk Hotel. Nearby, just north of Utrecht and near the hotel, we found a two-star “Driving Tour” in the Michelin Guide of the Loosdrechtse Plassen.  This is an area of lakes called the “Water Garden of the Netherlands” which were created by flooded peat bogs with a history reaching back to the 14th century.  There are castles, farms, splendid villas, and yacht yards. Apparently the word ‘yacht’ is a Dutch word.  The circuit roads go around the huge lake and we drove through the towns of: Breukeleveen, Loenen, Vreeland, Oud Loosdrecht, and Sypesteyn. We had driven most of the circuit roads yesterday in the rain on our way to Utrecht, but we wanted to see it today in the sunshine.

Earlier in the trip, a small icon of a wrench and a mechanic appeared on the dashboard.  We assumed it meant that it was time for the car to have an oil change and we ignored it.  This morning another larger “wrench” icon appeared on the dashboard during our drive around the Loosdrechtse Plassen. I was worried about the car and our liability, and since we were so close to the Hertz office at Schiphol Airport, we drove there to tell them about the icons.  The young manager was called and he assured us that the car was just overdue for an oil change and would be alright for the weekend. He put his signature on our contract and we drove off, feeling relieved of our responsibility if the engine seized-up because of lack of oil.

On our way to south Delft, we decided to stop at Leiden again.  We wanted to see the town and the beautiful architecture of the buildings and the museums, without the market which was there the last time.  Oops!  It was another Saturday and we forgot the routine of European markets.  Since it was a bright and sunny day, the market was overflowing with people and bicycles!  There must be more bicycles than people in the Netherlands.  A bicycle parking lot in Leiden:

Markets are fun and we enjoyed this one again.  It’s interesting to see that there are sections of the same goods for sale in these markets.  I suppose it has to do with the longevity of the sellers who have probably been at a particular site for many years, perhaps generations.  For example, there is one section where all the stalls sell fish, another section for clothes, another one sells cheese, another for bread.  I guess that makes it easier for the locals who do their weekly shopping here.

Leiden is a lovely university town with wide canals and beautiful architecture.  On market day there are lots of people and activities.  The people are courteous and the atmosphere is relaxed and casual, especially on a warm sunny day!

We ate a good sandwich lunch in the square of the Town Hall Restaurant.  The Town Hall is actually used as a restaurant in the summer and tables are set in the outdoor area of the old historic building.

We continued south toward Delft, our destination for the night.  We had enjoyed staying there at the beginning of this journey and we thought it would be fun to return there for our last weekend in the Netherlands.  We had made a reservation at the Hampshire Hotel – Delft Centre on the Internet the night before.

There is something to be said for “familiarity” when you’re away from home.  It feels good to know where you’re going and where you’ll be staying for the night.  The Hampshire Hotel is modern and comfortable and the people are friendly and nice. It was also a good base because it is centrally located. It is a short walk into Delft centre for restaurants, shops, etcetera, and a few minutes drive to the main highways.

It was Saturday “antiques” market day in Delft and also the national holiday of Open Monument Day, when all the museums and monuments are open free of charge to the public. The little streets were crowded with people.

Huge bleachers were set up filling the entire Markt square in the center of town. There was going to be evening entertainment of military marching bands and demonstrations of WWII military trucks, jeeps and artillery.  They were still selling tickets, but neither Jeff nor I were interested.

We looked for an outdoor cafe for dinner and found the Waag behind the Stadt Huis, which was the old “weighing house” for gold and silver from 1770.  The temperature was a bit cool, but we had an enjoyable outdoor supper.  For the first time we noticed that people were eating dinner early (before 9:00 PM) and realized that they were planning to go to the military show at eight.

After dinner, we were slowly walking back to the hotel and enjoyed the excitement of the crowds of people who were rushing to go to the show.  It was  a little strange to see men in WWII uniforms sitting at cafes and milling about.  Their old American vehicles were parked along the street.  We felt like we were in an episode of Masterpiece Theater or Foyle’s War.  I suppose Delft might have looked like this during or right after the war.  A sad thought…..

Delft is a beautiful town with interesting streets and canals to explore.  It isn’t overly touristy, despite the tourists, and I could see returning to Delft again in the future.

September 10^th Friday – Cool and Rainy – 15 degrees Celsius

It’s another rainy day in the Netherlands. I recently asked a woman in a shop, who was complaining about the rain, if this was typical weather or something out of the ordinary. She shrugged and said that rain and overcast cloudy skies was typical Dutch weather. Oh well…. I wondered if it ever got warm enough for all the boats to be used or were they around for atmosphere and wishful hopes.  Last year, when we visited Amsterdam we had several rainy days in July.

We awoke early and left the Crown Plaza Hotel in Maastricht by 9:15 AM. Jeff got the car out of the parking garage and we had coffee at a local shop. We easily found the A2 highway and drove north. It was only a two hour drive to Utrecht. If the weather had been nicer we might have had a leisurely breakfast in Maastricht or stopped off in Utrecht to see the sights in the early afternoon.

It was a gentle rain, “misting” as they called it in Scotland, but persistent enough to interfere with taking photographs. The A2 is one of the Netherlands major north-south highways which ends in Amsterdam. It passes several good-sized cities and towns, but most of the views are of farms and industrial parks.

We had made a reservation at the Van der Valk Hotel in Breukelen because all the hotels in Utrecht were booked solid three days ago for the entire weekend. Something exciting must be going on in Utrecht this weekend, but we don’t know what!!

Breukelen is about 8 kilometers north of Utrecht just off the A2. It is the town where the early Dutch settlers in the New World got the name for their new city in 1646: Brooklyn. In a strange way, it could be considered a “home coming” for Jeff to get back to his roots since he was born in Brooklyn, NY. I read an Internet article that Breukelen celebrated the anniversary of their Brooklyn connection last year in 2009.

Jeff had read in Trip Advisor that the hotel was right off the A2 and had the distinction of Chinese architecture. As we were driving north we hoped that we would be able to find it easily. Then we spotted it! Yes, it’s a large building painted red with a yellowish tile roof with sweeping curves and looks like something from the Forbidden City in Beijing China and a big neon sign “Hotel Breukelen”.

It was impossible to miss!! It even had the small Chinese Imperial figures on the lower corners of the roof. If it’s not raining tomorrow, I will take pictures of it. It was a laugh! The building is a real surprise on the Dutch highway in the middle of green farms dotted with white sheep and brown cows, where the exit sign reads: “Breukelen”. We were very disappointed that the Chinese theme was not continued inside the hotel. There is nothing Chinese in the lobby, or restaurants, or the rooms. We were hoping for a Chinese menu in the restaurant, at least…… Hmmm, I wonder if there is a suggestion box somewhere.

In the afternoon we drove through Breukelen and it’s nothing like its namesake in New York. We took a driving circuit recommended by the Michelin Guide which went through some very beautiful areas north of Utrecht. If the weather had been better, we would have stopped in one or more of the lovely villages and took pictures. There were many large beautiful houses along the shores of the lakes. It looked like a boater’s paradise with many sail and power boats.

Afterwards we drove into Utrecht. There was a lot of traffic and congestion on the A2 southbound. I guess rainy Fridays exist everywhere. Utrecht looked like a typical Netherlands city with industrial areas on the outer perimeter. Then modern residential areas around the “ring roads” and finally an old historic “Centrum” in the middle or heart of the city. The other drivers are polite and drive relatively slowly so driving on the narrow older streets isn’t too hard.

It’s the bicycles and motor-scooters that make driving in any Netherland city a challenge. They simply seem to have the right of way and do not stop at traffic intersections! Pedestrians do have the right of way and when they step off the curb, drivers have to stop their cars. This combined with driving in an unfamiliar place makes driving a bit of a challenge.

We returned to the Van der Valk Hotel in the early evening to blog and rest. This hotel is part of a chain and I wondered if the other hotels look like this one or if they have different building themes. The owner of the chain must have a Walt Disney imagination or a weird sense of humor.