Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Vincent and the Vondelpark

The next day, after making reservations online, we walked over to the Museumplein again.  Vincent Van Gogh died at the tender age of 37. What amazed us was the vast collection of paintings on display.  He must have been cranking out one a day to accomplish so much in so little time.  His use of color and subject matter was a paradigm shift that would change the art world forever.  (Fun Fact: History records that he committed suicide by shooting himself.  It turns out that two youths were taunting him and shot him.  Van Gogh in a attempt to protect these two hooligans from justice claimed he shot himself.)
Van Gogh museum in the sun

Self-portrait in grey felt hat

One of his early paintings of a peasant woman
Famous Sunflowers

The yellow house

Trees outside of the asylum

Wheatfield and blackbirds....his last painting is so ominous

Self portrait with bandaged ear
Kathy's favorite

 After visiting the museum, we bought a hot dog for lunch and rested our feet, then explored the west side of Amsterdam including the West Church.

Fancy shopping center

The west church--near the Anne Frank house
West church

Grocery

Rainbow over tilted buildings

Sunset on the buildings

Glad for our down coats

Outside a coffee shop

How do they stand up??

So photogenic

That sky!!

Our last day in Amsterdam was meant to be spent jumping on the train for a visit to a nearby city of Leiden.  Upon awakening, I realized that we had the day from hell coming up with our journey back over the pond.  I really did not want to stress, so instead we chose to explore a nearby park that we had seen from afar.  Now marijuana is strictly enforced where it is only meant to be consumed within the confines of a coffee house.  Turns out most of the park users had not been informed of these regulations as a person could get a contact high just strolling through this beautiful green-way filled with fountains, ponds, statuary and happy people.


New canals on the way to the park



The back side of the Rijks Museum

As we walked through the tunnel through the building we heard beautiful music

Created by these musicians.  In the echo of the tunnel, it was mesmerizing

Front of the Rijks Museum. 



Backside of the "I Amsterdam" sign
And the front side
Into the Vondelpark


Peaceful ponds, streams, bridges, paths and people




Wild parrots at their nest hole

Smokers and heron

Some kind of strange duck

Happy to be in the sun, together!

What a amazing adventure we were privileged to experience.  Every day was filled with joy and wonder.  Around every corner lay buildings and architecture older then our country.  Waterfalls and mountains and 86 shades of green that left us in awe.  So many people from the four corners of the world that shared experiences, stories and insights.  Culinary delights that lit up our taste buds and various wine, spirits and sodas that not only slacked our thirst but added to the ambiance we were ensconced in.  To be able to have a travel partner who relished the challenges that travel can have and not have a harsh word between us in six and a half weeks.  We are happy to be home in our snug comfortable cottage with our kitties enjoying the laps they claim as their right but we already find ourselves considering our next adventure.






                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Saturday, October 13, 2018

Amsterdam, our last European destination

It was sad to leave Copenhagen but arriving in Amsterdam assuaged our feeling.  Kathy and I spent time here 4 years ago but we loved the city so much that an encore was no great sacrifice.

We took a bus, the good old 387 in from the airport.  After being left off, we finally found our hotel after some starts and stops.  GPS is only as good as the user and being told to head East when you don't know where North is can become problematic.  Our hotel was certainly not 5 star but was more than adequate for our needs.  Friendly, clean and well positioned is all that is necessary to satisfy.

We stowed our luggage, tossed some water on our faces and headed out for new adventure.  Amsterdam is a wonderful city of old and new, cobblestone streets and scenic, well used canals that make you feel like you are living in a postcard.

Traffic is amazingly light for such a large city but it makes up for that with an over abundance of bikes, scooters, trams and buses.  Upon arriving in the city, one needs to learn how to cross the street.  Firstly, at each intersection, there may be 4 green walk signals.  One needs to carefully look both ways, not once but twice as kamikaze scooters earn 2 points for wiping out overweight American tourists, or so it did seem.  First you cross the designated bike lane where riders consider stop lights to be optional.  Then it's crossing the auto lane, then the Eastern tram line, then reverse the order by first crossing the Western tram, auto and bike/scooter lanes before taking a huge sigh of relief by making it back to the sanctuary of the pedestrian walkway.

Bicycle rush hour
Taking their lives in their hands

Many of the buildings are better than 500 years old.  They were built on reclaimed land from swamp and sea where 5 story buildings lean into each other for mutual support.  Color, architecture, bridges, shops, restaurants, delicious aromas, dogs, toddlers, beautiful parks and green spaces and hearing dozens of languages add to the ambiance  of this international city.  Along with all that, add fine museums, (Rembrandt, Van Gogh to name just two), varied cuisine from all four corners of the world, coffee houses that sell more than coffee, a red light district and a distinct attitude of live and let live makes this a fun city to visit.

Our first evening took us to our first coffee shop, a walk around the canals at sunset/moonrise and an amazing German Schnitzel while dining on the canal.

A dog cavorting in the fountain

The best known coffee house in Amsterdam.  It is housed in a former police station.

Sunset/moonrise on a canal

Beer and Schnitzel
Our days in Amsterdam were low impact and relaxed, starting by getting up faithfully at 9:00 sharp.  The weather was variable--sunny, cold and windy one day and cloudy or rainy the next.  We were glad we invested in both warm down jackets and rain jackets and we used both. 

Building on the street near our hotel

My favorite two-spired church


Tilting buildings

One of the bigger canals


Main square

Birds enjoying a rest

Street performers--they talked more than they performed

Ringed by canals and bridges
Street scene


One  day we took the tram all the way to the central station and back to the main street by our hotel.  Tram #2 is supposed to be one of the most scenic tram rides in the world, and we wouldn't disagree.


Central Station



But mostly we walked. We walked all over the downtown.  Up and down bridges and over canals and treading on cobblestones and bricks and over curbs and stairs and avoiding bicycles, cars, trams and buses.  We really put in the mileage, but the scenery was so great, we just couldn't stop.






No segeway for us.....we hoofed it

Advertising our political leanings.  We did not find any disagreement


At the bulb market

Following the GPS--thank you google maps!


Taking a nap

Little car, tall building

Miles of streets along the canals



The day we planned to go to the museum it was pouring. We walked over to the Museumplein (a huge square with several museums including the Van Gogh Museum and the Rijks Museum) to find it sold out and we got soaked for our trouble. It rained so hard that we were discouraged from going anywhere else but to a coffee shop to play pool.  But when we emerged, the rain had slacked off finally and we walked to a church we could see from our hotel.  Beautiful!! Pargabunking strikes again!

The deluge!




Ahhhh, refuge at our favorite coffee shop
At the bottom of the stairs

Drying out over a couple of games of pool
Watching rugby with some students from Australia

This is a pancake????





The path to the church near our hotel




Building on our way home.
The Vondelpark. 




Next:  Visiting Vincent