Monthly Archive for August, 2007

RIP Peet

Alfred Peet of Peet’s coffee died Wednesday at the age of 87.
Peet opened one of the first coffee shop/roasteries in the US.  His original cafe in Berkeley is credited with the start of the foodie obsession with really strong coffee.  Without this cranky old Dutch man America might be overly strong coffee and espresso free today.

I raise my latte mug to you.

Moving is a pain in the ass

Jesus Christ, trying to find international movers is a pain in the ass.

My problems:

- I have more stuff (clothes, (lots of)photos, a few books, my espresso machine, various odds and ends, my Brompton, my Oma fiets of D00m) than I can take on a plane.

- Excluding my bike, I don’t think I have 200 pounds worth of stuff to move.

- Most of the movers I’ve found have a minimum of around 500 pounds.

- Box shipping via the post office in The Netherlands is really expensive.

I need extremely cheap shipping of like, 10 boxes.  I don’t care if it takes three months to get to me.  I just don’t want to spend a lot of money to move things.

Help!

Friesland by Bike

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I’m only just starting to catch up on all the little geeky things I’ve gotten behind on these last few months. I got a few rolls of film back from July yesterday and as I was digging through piles of papers and whatnot that my scanner was buried under I realized that I had neither labeled nor scanned any of my photos from our rather ill-fated bike trip from Den Haag to Brussels.

But! I did manage to label, scan, organize, and post the last of my photos from Austria and photos from a short bike trip we took to Friesland in late July.

On July 25th and 26th, we biked from Zwolle to Heerenveen. Back in February on our way to Paris, we sat next to a photographer who’d been working on a book at something called the Eco Cathedral. An artist named Louis Le Roy has been building structures out of brick and other bits of building materials and then letting nature grow over what he’d built on a large plot of land just outside the tiny Friesland town of Mildam. He’s been doing it since the 1970s. The project sounded interesting to me so when Nick mentioned wanting to do a short bike trip in the Netherlands before he left, I suggested that we go see it.

We’d actually planed on going from Zwolle to Heerenveen in one day and then from Heerenveen to Groningen the next. I’m not sure if we’d just been insanely underestimating the distances between these cities or if we were just extremely slow for some reason because it took two days just to get to Heerenveen.

The slow pace turned out to be just fine if a tad frustrating. We took a train from Amsterdam to Zwolle in the morning of the 25th. Zwolle is a major train hub so we’d actually been in the train station there a few times switching trains on longer trips. It’s nice to see cities whose name you’d seen a million times as your passing through.

Like most of The Netherlands, as soon as we got few kilometers outside of the city we were in farm land. This is true even in the heavily urbanized area that Amsterdam, Rotterdam and Den Haag are located in. What the actual farm land looks like changes a bit from place to place, though. I remember North and South Holland as being mostly flat, treeless fields with livestock. I remember the area around Zwolle as being a lot of corn fields. There was a section towards the end of the first day were we biked through fields of corn that were taller and we were.

That first day also had one of the most memorable bits of the trip for me. With all the canals, rives and streams in The Netherlands it makes sense that there would be ferries all over the place. Most of them are big boats that will take cars or lots of people at once but a few of them are just tiny things meant to take a few bicyclists or pedestrians at a time.

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We took one of those tiny things that first day. We got to the boat crossing where there were a few people waiting to cross and a hand painted sign underneath a bell that you could ring to get the ferry driver’s attention if they were out of site. As we were waiting for the ferry to cross the river towards us, I noticed a long rope hanging into the water. I thought that was odd until I realized that the rope was actually being used by the ferry to pull it across the water. The ferry driver had these two big, wooden paddles that he used to grab onto the rope and pull the little boat and its passengers across the water. He told us that this was the last such ferry left in the area. They’re all motor powered deals these day. That ferry ride alone was totally worth the bike trip.

I took that picture of me in the mirror right after we got off the ferry. I have no idea why there was a chair with a rather worn mirror sitting there, but I loved it.

We ended the first day by camping in the town of Geithoorn. Geithoorn is absolutely adorable. It’s in a particularly lakey area of The Netherlands and the town is really geared towards summer outdoorsy tourists. There are little boat rental places all over the place renting out row boats and canoes. you can also take boat tours along the canals. The town itself is laid out along a series of small canals connected to each other by low wooden bridges.

The next day is mostly a blur for me. I remember that it rained for part of the day. I remember stopping for coffee at a strange little cafe where there was a giant dog tied up outside. It’s not until we’d almost reached Mildam and the Eco Cathedral that it gets a little more clear.

Bike through any part of The Netherlands for more than a day or so and you’re guaranteed to run into freshly made farmer’s ice cream. We ran into one such place just outside Mildam. There was a dairy with a campsite attached. It sold several flavors of homemade ice cream in little prepackaged cups. ‘les has a policy of making sure to eat as much homemade ice cream as possible while bike touring so we made sure to stop for a little frozen treat.

We got into Mildam shortly after our ice cream stop. Maps of the area posted along the roads are kind enough to mark the Eco Cathedral for us so we had a vague idea of where it was. As we biked down the road into and then out of town we got a bit anxious. Had we passed it? I’d looked at the website and at a few picture of it but I wasn’t sure what exactly we were looking for. It was sort of late in the day and I’d become worried that it would be closed or something. But then ‘les spotted a big stack of building materials on the side of the road and we realized that we’d found it.

The Eco Cathedral is pretty spectacular but it takes a good long walk around before you realize it. The bit you can see form the road seriously just looks like a bunch of piles of construction junk. There’s a little stone wall and a gate to pass through. There’s something that looks a lot like the remains of a fire place. That’s about it. It’s not until you walk in further, behind a bunch of trees that you realize how insanely beautiful and weird the place is.
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I mentioned before that the Le Roy’s been building this place since the 70s. The whole place is totally grown over, with the older brick and stone structures hidden behind walls of brush. A lot of it reminded me of pictures of South American pyramids. The whole place was a huge contrast to the plots of land next door to it. You think of The Netherlands as being sort of like the Great Plains states or something. Treeless and flat. But that’s partly because it’s so densely populated that there’s no room for the kind of cold-weather rain forest that would normally be there. No so with the Eco Cathedral. It’s all trees and ferns and thistles. We could see the contrast as we sat on top of a hill close to the end of the Eco Cathedral. One side of a very clear line was densely treed and grown over, the other was a perfectly flat, open grass field. Then we realized that the hill we were standing on to look over to that other field was actually made by Louis Le Roy. All the little rises and uneven ground we’d been walking over was in fact just huge brick construction. The whole place had probably started out as a flat, open field and he’d turned it into a hilly forest with these crazy almost-ruins.

It started raining while we were walking around so we decided to leave after an hour or two of walking around. I’d love to go back in a few years and see how the place has changed. It’s a very short bike ride from Heerenveen, which is only an hour or two by train from Amsterdam. There are bike rentals at pretty much every train station in The Netherlands. It’s totally doable as a day trip. Really, you should go.

We got dinner in Heerenveen that night and then took the train back home. While in Heerenveen, ‘les found a few bottles of local beer for us to try. Damn tasty.

I don’t have a lot of photos from this trip. It was raining for parts of it and the ‘blad doesn’t led itself well to snapshots. They are up on Flickr, though. .Friesland by Bike.

‘les has some good photos up on Flickr in a set called Biking around BeNeLux. I think there are also photos from the Brussels bike trip in there as well.

If you were the Baltic Sea and I were a cup…

I’m back from Denmark! Man, that took longer than I expected but it was amazing and fun and frustrating and and and….

So, a quick list in no particular order:

++++++Leaving my front door by bike one day and ending up on Zealand in Denmark a few weeks later, having biked through The Netherlands, northern Germany, and the province of Jutland and the island of Fyn in Denmark.

+/- The ability to not only tell a tractor from other kinds of vehicles but approximate the size and speed based on the noise coming but behind you.

++ Stopping for homemade ice-cream in front of dairies.

+ Flevoland. It’s a partly man-made island in the middle of The Netherlands. A long stretch of our third day biking was on it and it was really lovely. I’d like to go back to the beaches there some warm summer weekend. They had dog beaches! For you to splash around with your off-leash dog! How awesome is that?

+ The Dutch and their amazing ability to tell you were the closest camping is to the town you are in. Seriously, could you randomly stop strangers in the street and ask them were you can camp and know that they’ll be able to tell you not only where the campsites are but also what they’re like?

++ Camping in the well kept yards of farmers.

+/- Going for days through nothing but farmland and towns that amount to not much more than a small church and two tractors.

++ Extremely tasty vegetarian food in mid-sized German cities.

+ My newfound, deep appreciation for the Albert Heijn chain of Dutch super markets. Man, I love that store.

– Unseasonable rain for the whole week(+) that we were in Denmark.

+/- Fjords.

+++ Random, amazing viking and/or medieval crap sprinkled all over the bike route.

+++++Copenhagen. That city is awesome. If it weren’t for the Scandinavian winters, I’d totally move there. I’ve never seen so many box bikes in my life, and I live in the freakin’ Netherlands.

+ Eating at a restaurant in Copenhagen seriously named Pussy Galore’s Flying Circus.

++ Biking all over Copenhagen. That city is so much fun to bike in. The city is covered in wide, well marked bike lanes that are separated from traffic. I think it may be my favorite European capital to bike in so far.

+/- Getting within about 60 miles of Copenhagen and stopping because of lack of proper maps, rain, and general exhaustion. (Plus because, hey! We got most of the way through Denmark! Minus because, you know, rain and exhaustion)

+++ Cinnamon Danish pastries.

+/- “undulating countryside”

+/- Having Everything Counts by Depeche Mode collectively stuck in our heads for a week. A plus because ‘les didn’t know the lyrics and we’d just start making them up, which was fun. A minus because who wants songs stuck in their head that long?

- Having to camp in the blank space next to a corn field because it’s 10pm and pouring rain and all the campgrounds and hostels on your map seem to not really exist.

+ Excellent soy-based treats for diner whole doing the semi-legal camping mentioned above.

++ Odense & Kolding. They’re both really cute small cities and I wish we’d been able to spend a little more time in them.

+/- The 13 hour train ride home. Plus because with such a long train ride, I feel like we really biked a long way. Minus because, well, 13 hours on a train and 4 transfers with all our luggage was sort of hellish.

- Losing one of my shoes in the mad dash to get on the train in Hamburg. It fell out of the front pouch of my bag and I didn’t realize it until we were out of the station.

+ The train from Copenhagen to Hamburg actually loads onto a ferry for part of the trip. You get to get out of the train and go have lunch the boat. Fun!

++ Getting to see both the North Sea and the Baltic Sea in one bike trip.

+ The common use of funny letters in Danish. I think emo bands should adopt Æ and Ø into their band name spelling. It could be their version of the Metal Umlaut or Rap Phonetic Spelling.

+ Feeling inspired by Danish yarn stores.

++++ Randomly stumbling on Copenhagen’s Gay Pride parade and street festivals.

Ok. That’s it for now. I’m sure I’ll be telling you all sorts of stories about this trip when next I see you IRL.

I wonder where I could find a hot tub in The Hague. I could really use a nice long sit in some hot water right about now.