Part 3: Muiderslot and Madurodam
In this episode, we went to Amsterdam some more, to a nature reserve, to Marken Island, and to Texel Island.
Please note this is a coffeeshop, not a café. What’s the difference, you may ask? You get coffee at a café. At a coffeeshop you get weed. (This was not something either of us knew back then, but we weren’t interested in coffee either so we didn’t go in lol I just took the picture for the shop name)
This is the remains of the organ at Our Lord in the Attic, a secret Catholic church from when the Protestants were being mean (and I was still religious at this time). It’s built across the attics of three buildings that are separate further down.
The church/museum is on the edge of the Red Light district, but I certainly was too innocent to notice.
We went on a canal cruise this day, so this is St. Nikolaaskerk from the canal. I like the historic mural on the construction screen.
An old defensive tower with an ornamental top added later.
Tharash had been complaining about the sun in his eyes, I think, so while we were in Amsterdam we went to a hat store because I wanted to get him something. I was looking for a Tilley kind of hat, and they didn’t have them exactly (since it’s Canadian) so I got one of a similar style.
The canal boat is between Amsterdam and Amsterdam Noord; seeing all the different time periods mashed together like this is fascinating
Centraal station
On a new day, I went for a walk with his parents in one of the nature reserves in one of the two hilly areas in the centre of the country. The elevation is caused by ancient glaciation pushing up sand and gravel into huge ridges, which you can see most clearly on satellite images, and it allows for different vegetation than the lower lands, such as this heather and different trees.
The heather was gorgeous and smells like honey
Those mounds are ancient tombs
The sun did come out briefly
One day we went to Marken Island, which is an island a little ways north-east of Amsterdam (connected by bridges for easy access)
The Village of Marken
The organ in the church in the village of Marken
It’s difficult to have right angles and straight lines in a house that’s a few hundred years old and built on basically sand
A pillow- I mean, a sheep
We walked pretty much the whole way around the island on the dike that rings it, while Tharash told me how dikes eventually became the system by while the Netherlands conquered the sea. They didn’t start out that way, they started just by elevating the ground that their homes and villages were built on, but then they began fencing out the water with the dikes, and eventually they went so far as to start making polders from lakes, and at the present it’s culminated in the entire province of Flevoland being claimed from the Ijsselmeer (formerly the Zuiderzee).
This lighthouse is named The Horse (Paard van Marken)
There were a ton of sailboats out that day
On the dike returning to the village
We, um, fed the sparrows with crumbs from our lunch. They were quite threatening. XD
I have memories of crossing the nice pedestrian bridge to the IJburg, a few times actually; sometimes just to go for a walk, one time to get bagels (to put cream cheese and Pacific smoked salmon on; I brought the salmon as a sample of my country), and one time to go swimming at the mini-beach in the Diemerpark.
The last touristy place we went was Texel Island, the largest and southern-most of the sandy archipelago that defines the Netherlands’ north-western border. Apparently they are also known for their excellent beer.
The dunes
Apparently this whole area floods at high tide
Just inside the dunes is farmland
More heather
Taking a rest, because we had just walked about 6km
I love this winding road
At last, the beach. I seem to remember we stopped at a café on the beach for a snack/drink, but the wind was so strong it was blowing a little sand right onto the patio?
Kite-surfers, I think
This bird made us late for the bus.
These tree-tunnels are awesome
It looks like a hill from the outside, but it is actually trees
The bird again
Having to take a later bus, it was dark when we reached the ferry back to the mainland
On a last visit into Amsterdam, I was pretty amazed by the concept of ‘more bikes than people’
Sunset in Diemen
And then I flew home and even though I didn’t know it at the time, my life was never the same again (coughurbanismcough).