Monday 11 June 2012

26) Euro Cup fever...

Orange flags, orange ice cream, McDonalds hamburger buns moulded like footballs( soccer balls), a new McFlurry flavour to match the dutch colours, M&M's in dutch colours, donuts decorated in dutch colours, coca-cola cans with a new design and the dutch flag, beer companies promoting beer dressed in the national colours and of course people decorated in dutch colours....It is a bit of a toss up of if I am going to be so sick of the colour orange when I leave here or miss it very much.
Euro Cup fever has hit the Netherlands in full force. I clearly remember my dutch present day society professor saying to us on the first lecture, "the dutch are very humble and do not display their national flag or colours so much as the Americans".... HAHA! okay well she obviously was not putting into consideration the time when the Netherlands are competing in any sport competition. The way from my flat to the city centre goes thru a bit of a residential area and people have decorated their homes completely. It is really neat to see this national spirit and be here for the excitement of it all. Fingers crossed the men in orange play well as the upset from losing to Denmark made the streets seem eery and quiet. Here are just a few photos of some of my orange findings. Hup Holland Hup!
yum. 

my way to the city centre...

wearing a Bavaria Dress... 

25) Delft...

Last friday I looked out the window and tested my luck with the dutch weather. It appeared like it would be a sunny day but these last few months have made me trust no weather man, weather report or my own intuition about the weather forecast. Perhaps it is from the times I have showed up to class soaked thru because it suddenly decided to start pouring that I have such a untrusting attitude towards the blue sky above me. I took my chances and went on a journey to the town described by so many as cute, Delft. Arthur and I went along together so started the day by riding our bikes to the train station got on the train and it was still nice out there. Got to Rotterdam where we had to change trains to Delft and it was raining cats and dogs. Arrived to Delft 20 mins later and the sun was shining... lucky us!
It was a bit of a maze sorting our way out of the station as EVERYTHING in the Netherlands is under construction and Arthur and I apparently can't read dutch signs with big arrows showing us the proper way to go.
We figured it out and started to walk into the town... following the big church tower is usually a good way to find yourself in the centre of the town. To me, Delft seemed like a mix of Maastricht and Utrecht. There was the large centre square with city hall, one of the churches and many cafes and restaurants lining it but there was also many small canals. We ventured around for a few hours taking photos, roaming the streets, seeing the Vermeer gift shop and of course seeing lots of Delft ware.  We noticed that one of the main church towers was very crooked, I hope you can see if from the photos I will post... must be a similar problem to the Pisa tower.  Loved just wandering around Delft and I can see why it was described to me by so many as "cute" but I would rather use the word charming. Enjoy the photos!
The crooked tower.

Subway restaurant looking very fancy. 

Photo op in the main square


Some orange support for the Netherlands. 

pretty street. 

Girl with the pearl earring bike, pretty snazzy. 

They must have flooding issues...

again... crooked. 


A school bus looking a little bit out of place.


Mom, this enough wine?



bike parkade.

-Xoxo

Friday 18 May 2012

24) La vie en rose...PARIS

I think Europe is amazing in case I haven't made that clear in all of my other posts... transportation is SO EASY ( when it works). Last weekend I took advantage of this transportation and it only took me 3 hours to get to Paris. Actually that is a lie, it took me 3 hours to get home from Paris- took me 6 hours to get there. Won't bore you with my dramatic tale of the epic train ride to Paris but long story short... I got there!
It was really neat meeting up with my life best friend Ellen in Paris of all places. I think one of the sayings that weekend was "-we are in Paris"- add that onto any sentence and it just makes it sound that much better. The other add-ons be said included "-because we are in Paris", "-it's Paris", "-that's Paris for you"... okay you get the idea.  Yes, met Ellen and her friend Sarah in the hotel lobby in Paris. The girls had just ended a Contiki tour and it worked out that over the weekend I could meet them in the Ville D'amour.  Spent the weekend shopping, walking, shopping, walking, eating, looking at food, seeing Sacre Coeur, walking the Champs Élysées, walking thru the Tuileries Garden, taking the metro, seeing the Eiffel Tower, walking by Notre Dame, fighting off gypsies, seeing the Opera house, strolling thru a market, seeing tourist shops, enjoying fresh croissants at the hotel breakfast, buying perfume...and we did manage to sleep a little in our cute hotel room. I had a great weekend seeing Ellen and meeting Sarah, as I returned to Utrecht they were reading to London before they returned to Canada - think the three of us will have to go back to Paris one day again or maybe explore another city!
I took a lot of photos... here is a few ENJOY!
Amazing salad

View from our hotel 

<3

Ellen has a cool hat

view from Montmartre  

Ellen and I with the Eiffel tower 


beautiful twilight sky


Carousel near the tower

we walked... a lot

near Notre Dame

I found a boston terrier near the Louvre

Sacre Coeur 

Graffiti 

soupe à l'oignon

view up our street- Paris Pantheon 


The french title for "The Vow"

Ellen battling the many stair of the metro with her luggage- metro is not luggage friendly...

Gare Nord Station 

Look what we found!

Macaroons in McD's (just looking)

My train 
-XOXO 

23) Bike: Hot ride take two...

I am now the proud owner of "Black Betty"- my new classy and girly bike. If you would have asked me last week if I liked my new bike and I would have mumbled something like "meh it does the job" but this week all I want to do is show off my new bike! I got it three days after my bad bike crash when my first bike was stolen. Went to the same used bike shop as I had gone to in early February but this time I didn't want to spend hours thinking about what bike was the best so tried a few, found one, bought it, they gave me a deal on the locks and voila I had a new bike and it was really ugly... brown and rusty but it rode well and I felt comfortable on it so I decided to put looks aside.  Now how did my opinion of my bike change from finding it tolerable to loving it? well... my bike got pimped of course! I came back from a weekend in Paris and my bike was shiny, black, had a flower on the handle and stickers ready to go on the rear. Arthur had spray painted my bike for me and added a few little accessorise to make it mine- I was spoiled! I have had many compliments on my bike and my good dutch friend even wants to buy it off of me she likes it so much. Now begins my second attempt at owning a bike in the Netherlands without it getting stolen, hopefully this time I will be more successful!  RIP "Verona" bike number one.
Some photos...
O lala- sitting at the bike lock with a seat cover.

side angle- flowers on the front and one on the handle bar

body angle- flowers on the back

I feel like one of those guys who puts photos up of his new souped up car now with every angle...sorry no engine photos of my souped up ride- my legs are still a bit bruised ;) 

-XOXO


Sunday 6 May 2012

22) Orange madness... Koninginnedag

Where do I start... Koninginnedag is insane. The dutch word for orange madness is "oranjegekte"and this is the day that the Dutch people go crazy honouring the family of Orange- Nassau. In english it is Queen's Day- celebrating the current Queen Beatrix of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. April 30th is not her actual birthday but her mothers birthday, they just have kept the original date. On the 29th people drink, wear orange, and there is live music shows in the city centres. On April 30th people drink, wear orange, and there are festivals in most cities, street dance parties and flea markets. I could hardly walk after my accident but there was no way I was missing out on at least seeing what Queens day was all about.
The 30th is a National Holiday so that meant... No class! We went into Amsterdam for the day all dressed in orange with the dutch flag on our faces. The weather was beautiful so we sat in the park for awhile listening to music and observing the people. We were going to go to one of the festivals that is on an island near Amsterdam Centraal station but on our way there were confused why so many people in orange were walking towards us- someone stopped to asked and turns out they had to turn people away because there were 10 000 people on the island and it was too full- this gives you an idea of how many people were in Amsterdam on this day- and that was only one festival on a small island.
I went with a bunch of internationals from my building so this was a new experience for us all.  After some sunbathing we went more into the city centre to see the excitement. Ended up in another park- this time the park was full of people selling things. The day is known for its mass amount of flea markets, and even in the parks people laid out things they were selling.

Then we went to the streets and found a huge dance party happening. There was confetti everywhere, drunk people everywhere, I found the dutch Situation standing above the ground giving everyone a striptease. Then as we continued walking I saw the canals- there were traffic jams of boats with hundreds of people all dressed in orange.
I was worried that we would have some difficulty with the trains as I had been told the stations can get very busy. We had no problems, there were just no places to sit except for in the first class section so we snuck into first class.
The day was very positive and it was a party for all ages, I only saw a few people who had had a but too much fun celebrating. Everyone was so happy, even the police were having a good time observing the madness. Arthur had a beer when we were sitting in the hot sun in the park and he went up to the police officer holding the open beer and asked for directions, no problem.
The only criticism I have for Queens Day is how much people littered... it was so sad to see the streets of Amsterdam with junk everywhere and bins overflowing but I guess that is to be expected when 700 thousand more people than usual cram into Amsterdam.
A once in a lifetime experience celebrating Queens day made me realize that there is really nowhere else int he world you would see anything as crazy as this.
My flatmate Gemma and I all in orange- these sunglasses were a good cover for my face! 

Arthur and I looking pretty cool. 

Heineken in orange 
The parties in the canals


street party!

the ground :( 

People partying
 Dam Square.

the SITUATION! ( parents this is a Jersey Shore reference) 
-Xoxo