Amsterdam   6 comments

_MG_0248Wanna know what I did? I got educated. Where, you ask? In Amsterdam’s Red Light District, otherwise known as Rosse Buurt.

Medieval alleys galore. Fat Alley, Skinny Alley, and past the curtained doors, with the red strip light, where the girls either drape the fabric over themselves or continue to boldly display almost everything in full view. Oh my, this really is another world! It takes window shopping to a whole other level!

😵 Am I really here? It was a little surreal, I have to say. It’s not something I outwardly planned to do but I look at it this way. I travel because I want to be surrounded by people whose skin is a different colour than mine, whose language I strive to understand and whose culture I choose to appreciate. After all, isn’t that what it’s all about. If you simply want to live the status quo, then why not stay home? It’s not always about beautiful architecture, great shopping and fun in the sun. Sometimes it’s learning and experiencing things that are a little out of our comfort zone.

Our tour leader gave us the run down on how things work here and it definitely piqued the groups curiosity so much so that we had more questions for him about the ‘goings on’ here than we did about any other place we visit.

Directly opposite one window was a church and right next door…..a daycare! Here in Amsterdam, this way of life for these women is legal. They have a job, kind of like being a florist, and they have a life to live, have children to care for and choose to attend church. Here, it’s simply another profession, for the most part.

There are some great buildings here which I would have loved to take photos of but it’s strongly recommended that you don’t otherwise your camera may end up tossed into the canal by security.

Bicycles here, bicycles there and not a speck of spandex in sight. Cycling is less of a way to exercise and more of a way of life here. Dress however you would dress for work or wherever you are going, pop the pup or the baguette in the basket in front and hop on. But if you’re walking…be sure to look every which way before crossing because they are everywhere. Seriously, it’s like the Dutch version of the Tour de France but for regular cyclists! I wish I’d had time to rent a bike, but you can…check this IAmsterdam site out for some great tips.

No tulips in the fields, unfortunately – it’s much too late in the year – so it just means I’ll have to come back another time but at the Clara Maria Cheese Farm and Clog Factory I end up getting cheesy with samples as far as the eye can see. Watch how they make it, then sample as many flavours as you can handle.

Take a plain wooden block and carve it into a shoe. Decorate it, paint it and voila! Okay so it’s not quite that simple. At Clara Maria they show you the process of making clogs from start to finish and you can even participate. The room is full with every colour and every size hanging on the walls and from the ceiling and outside is a bright yellow pair that have to be about size 600. I try them on for size and half expect to be trampled on by Gulliver at any moment.

One of my things when I travel is getting a selfie with an animal. Sometimes it can be a challenge, but it’s always fun! I headed to the barn filled with cows and got almost cheek to cheek with one lovely lady when she proceeded to chew on my hair (obviously there’s a lack of cud in Amsterdam!)…somebody give her a piece of cheese, pleeeze!

As we travel through the Netherlands, it strikes me how flat as a pancake the landscape is which is one of the reasons why the dykes play such an important role here. Instead of fighting against water in a country that is prone to flooding, they work with it. After all, one third of the country is below sea level and Netherlands literally means ‘lower countries’.

Travel Bloopers from Amsterdam:
1) Got pooped on by a bird. It got me, and two other people, well and good, and all over my bag and camera. This happened during our canal tour and I swear it was an Albatross who’d had prunes for dinner!

2) Got chased by a hare near our hotel. I love animals but this one, I swear, had his posse out to get me! I turned a corner to lose him and his mate was sitting there waiting. I just know he was secretly whispering “Now what you gonna do, lady?” Who knew they even had hares in Amsterdam?

3) A lady of the night glared daggers and yelled at us because we were blocking her window and, therefore, interrupting ‘business’. She really was quite angry!

Next stop…Prague!  

 

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Posted October 31, 2017 by Jaclyn in Holidays, Uncategorized

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6 responses to “Amsterdam

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  1. Wonderful site. Lots of helpful information here. I’m sending it to a few pals ans also sharing in delicious. And of course, thank you for your effort!

  2. You really make it appear really easy with your presentation but I to find this topic to be really one thing that I feel I might by no means understand. It sort of feels too complicated and extremely broad for me. I am taking a look ahead to your next submit, I’ll attempt to get the cling of it!

  3. I loved Amsterdam when I was there but unfortunately didn’t get to see much due to the little time we were there. Next time I would like to take tours like that! Hopefully I can go during tulip season!

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