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holiday in heaven ~ oops, I mean Holland

Monday, June 15th, 2009

by Rachael, who is wondering if her knee will ever stop swelling
Stellendam, Holland

Power, flush toilets, hot showers, kitchen, a reading room (books in Dutch and Deutsch), fresh water, grey water dumping facilities, chemical toilet dumping station, sun shining, grass by our vans, heaps of space, horses in the stables, the beach apparently only a kilometre away……and, best of all, wifi….all for only 10 euros a night.
It really does seem we have ended up in heaven for the next week. We are grateful to have picked a great spot for our “holiday”.
(A few hours after writing this we would be running round battening down the hatches in the most specatcular thunderstorm ever! The lightning illuminated the whole world as if it were daytime, and the thunder rolled louder than any church bells gonging the hour).

But let’s backtrack to this morning.
The canal we overnighted next to turned out to have a series of locks a short walk upstream…and it was a busy morning. Everyone was enthralled with watching the rising and falling water, the rising and falling bridges on either side, the massive cargo ship and trail of luxurious boats winding their way up and down the waterway. It really is a fascinating process to watch, a fine way to spend a Monday morning as business-suited men ride past on bicycles on their way to work!

Then we took a little stroll….another historical old town with community spirit. A relaxing start to our quiet week (and we found a wonderful bakery with delicious bread and tasty sugar-coated apple turnovers ~ thanks for the treat Grandpa!)

And we found another stork on a roof. While this one’s nest was neither as large nor as impressive as the first one we saw, this time we had the camera…..

 

Time on the road: 2 1/2 hours
Distance covered: 128km

time marches on

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

by Rachael
Vianen, Holland

She peeked out that window. She saw Jews walking along the street and felt guilty, as if she had betrayed them by hiding. She agonised about fresh air. She felt trapped. She felt proud to be a Jew, but simultaneously desperate. She stuck pictures on the wall, she used a Delft blue-n-white toilet, she whispered and tip-toed, she felt, she matured, she wrote. She was Anne Frank, and this was her hiding place. We saw the toilet, the pictures, the attic window. We climbed the steep stairs and listened to/watched interviews with people who knew her, people who had hidden her. In the dim orange preserving light, we saw her diary.
And just like when we came away from the Genocide Museum in Cambodia, we knew we must always fight for freedom.
I don’t want to write too much about the museum itself – and we have no pictures to show anything as it is requested that you not take any (not that too many people respected this) – because I think part of the interest of it was not knowing what to expect. Of course, we had a picture in our minds’ eye…a picture formed both from reading the diary itself and also from watching the black and white movie by the same name as the book. The picture was accurate, although the blackness was darker than any of us had imagined. We were surprised both by the bigness and the smallness of the museum! And by the number of people filing through; there was a constant steady stream. If you get to go one day, make sure you arrive early to avoid the queue, which wound round the corner and past the church…but if there is a queue, it’s worth the wait. Take your time, and be moved.

As with any other “museum trip”, the trip itself was not the only highlight. Just walking TO the museum was a delight:

But then we had to drive away from clean and tidy, canal-filled festive cosmopolitan Amsterdam (description is a combination of everyone’s impressions), where over 50% of the children come from non-European backgrounds, where there are eateries from Italy, Turkey, China, America, Thailand, Holland, Japan, Germany, Greece (and that’s just what we found in two afternoons), where people party on the streets and picnic on their boats as they cruise along the canals. While it would be nice to still be there, visiting the Rijksmuseum, cruising ourselves, cycling around, we needed to move on.
At the end of the day, we pulled in to our free parking spot 50km away right beside another canal, within sight of a bridge that would – within minutes of us arriving – be lifted to let a boat through. (We had chosen this spot for its price (free) and its not-too-far-away-from-Amsterdam location….it looks like it’s going to offer more than just that. Grandpa has already gone for a wander and reported back that’s it’s well worth a look in the morning, with an old town gate and walls, and an impressive clock tower…..but that will have to wait until tomorrow for the rest of us).

Almost equally as close, but in a different direction, is a church with bells, which ring out a cheerful tune every half hour. The bells of Europe lend happiness to the day, as well as marking the passing of time. For Anne Frank, time was short. None of us know, how long we have. Let us make the most of each day. Live. Laugh. Love.

Time on the road: 1 hour
Distance covered: 50km

amsterdam antics

Saturday, June 13th, 2009
by a Mama, whose knee will not get better – still swollen and wound filled with pus Amsterdam, Holland THE MORNING: driving to Amsterdam flat flat flat

windmills windmills windmills

 

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boats * bikes * bargains

Friday, June 12th, 2009
by Rachael Burgum, Holland It sure is a pleasant place to be staying.

Now that the harbourmaster is satisfied the children will not rip up his lawn, kick their ball ... [Continue reading this entry]

fun and games

Monday, June 8th, 2009
by Rach, who loved the slide as much as the children Koeln, Germany The morning: Yesterday we had seen a playground with a fantastic-looking slide across the river. Today we investigated it more closely:

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sightsee-ers, stars and scavengers

Sunday, June 7th, 2009
by Rachael Koeln, Germany Sightsee-ers “No, a family ticket is for one family. You are one two three four and more people.” "Yes, but we are one family. These are our children.” ”No, a family ticket is for only children of one family.” ”Alles klar. ... [Continue reading this entry]

rain & rabbits, fire & flowers

Saturday, June 6th, 2009
by Rachael Koeln, Germany

 

The first full day of rain. From morning to night. As the afternoon wore on the Womo walls contracted almost visibly – or at least it felt like it. By dinnertime ... [Continue reading this entry]

more corners, castles and kilometres

Friday, June 5th, 2009
by Rachael Rasthof outside Koblenz, Germany Would there be as many today? First corner….a castle. Second corner…..another castle. Third corner….surely not, but yes, yet another castle. Fourth corner…..yep, you guessed it. I think it was about the seventh or eighth corner that there was merely a ... [Continue reading this entry]

on every corner

Thursday, June 4th, 2009
by Rach Bacharach, Germany A castle on every corner, we’d read. Well *that* was surely a spot of for-the-tourist’s-benefit exaggeration. But we figured there would be a degree of truth in the statement. We rounded our first corner, and lo and ... [Continue reading this entry]

you can’t stop the learning

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009
by a learner Bingen am Rhein, Germany Every day I happen across older kids with their maths textbook open or copying out Latin vocabulary, smaller ones are continually badgering for “how to spell” something, especially the ones who were writing *nothing* ... [Continue reading this entry]