Because I have Dutch heritage on my dad's side, I've always wanted to see the Netherlands. (His dad's parents immigrated to the USA with their parents and siblings; his mom's parents were the children of immigrants.) So from 14 to 20 July 2001, I went there with my friend Stéphane. I took along my day-planner for taking notes and keeping track of what we did every day. I almost never use my day-planner anyway, so it worked well on the trip. Click a date if you don't want to scroll through all 13 screens of this page.

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14th -- I got up at 4am, and Stéph at 4:30. We checked to be sure everything was packed (one duffel bag and two backpacks) before leaving around 5:10. We went to Morges, which is only 12km away, and got on a train about 6:25 to Geneva Airport. By 7 we'd checked-in for our 7:55 EasyJet flight. Well, we didn't leave until almost 8:15, arriving in Schipol Airport (Amsterdam) around 9:45. After stopping at a store to pick up some food for lunch (mine included a can of Mountain Dew!), we took a train to Hilversum. I don't know how long it took us to find our hotel, but we managed to get checked in by 12:30 or something. After watching a couple cartoons in English (Addams Family), we took a nap until suppertime; then we went for a walk around the city. You're probably wondering why I got excited about a can of soda, right? Well, Mtn Dew and Dr Pepper are my two favorites, and I can't find them in Switzerland except at an American store in Geneva. (I haven't been to the store--just heard about it from someone.) All you Dew and DP lovers can imagine how hard it is to live without it. LOL.

15th -- Weather: cloudy, lots of rain, sunny and warm by 3pm. -- We hadn't been able to reserve a hotel for the second half of our trip, so after breakfast we took a train to Amsterdam--hereafter referred to as A'dam, as they do--and did a lot of walking. The city was more or less created in a horseshoe shape around Dam Square; with all the canals and bridges it's easy to get lost. There was a *long* line of people waiting to enter the Anne Frank House, so we didn't go yet. We stopped at one hotel, only to find they were full for the nights we wanted. After another hour or so (it seemed), we located one called Wÿnnobel. It's just a few minutes' walk from the Rijkmuseum and Hard Rock Cafe (different directions), on the south side of A'dam. The Wÿnnobel is run by a Frenchman, so Stéph was relieved that he didn't have to speak English the entire time. We made our reservations, then went out to see some more of A'dam. Well, our wandering took us through the main area of "coffee shops," though there are more elsewhere. These places mostly sell just coffee and soft drugs (I don't mean aspirin!), sometimes baked into cookies or brownies. Needless to say, I didn't go inside. I'll write more about this later. We also got on a 1-hour boat tour before riding the train back to Hilversum. We decided to stop at a Chinese-Indonesian restaurant for our supper.

16th -- Weather: sunny and warm. -- Today we went down to Rotterdam. The tourist information place near the train station was closed, so we decided to just ride around on the trams, watched a drawbridge, and Stéph went up in the EuroMast. It's this big tower-thing with a really fast elevator and you can see almost the whole city from the top. I have a "deep respect" for heights, to quote my army drill sergeant, so I didn't go up into it. We went back to Hilversum and had supper at the hotel restaurant.

17th -- Weather: cloudy, rain, but sun by 11am. -- After breakfast, Stéph somehow broke the frames of his glasses. We checked out and left our bags at the hotel for awhile. The reception person told us how to get to a nearby optical place, so we went there and Stéph chose a new pair of frames. With an hour to kill, we walked around Hilversum and stopped at McD's for a drink before returning to get his glasses. We picked up our bags and returned to A'dam. We checked-in at Wÿnnobel, then rented a paddleboat for a little over an hour. Stéph wanted to eat supper at Burger King--I have no idea why, since it's like McD's--so we went to the BK in Centraal Station (A'dam train station).

18th -- Weather: cloudy, a little rain in the morning. -- This had to be my favorite day of the trip. We took a train to Haarlem and arrived around 9:30. Following the signs and street names we made our way on foot to the Ten Boom Museum, aka "The Hiding Place." Well, we got there at 10 (?) and noticed that the first tour in English wasn't until 11:30. What to do? We walked around (yeah, lots of walking on the trip!), looked at stuff, then went inside the huge church -- Grotekerk. The interesting thing is that, like many old UK churches, the "floor tiles" were the church cemetery. Each has a number that corresponds to the register. Some were decorative, while most just had the number. I saw 6 with the same number all in a row, and each had a circled number on it. I asked someone about that, and she explained they had probably been from a women's nursing home. We returned to the museum just in time for the tour. I've read the book and seen the video several times, but I still learned some stuff.

  1. Our tour guide, Loes ("Louise" in Dutch), was only 2 years old when her own family also helped hide Jews; Loes' mom knew Corrie ten Boom. (It was so much fun hearing Loes tell the story again!)
  2. The name "ten Boom" means "the tree."
  3. The prayer group was started by Casper's father, Corrie's grandfather. Their two biggest prayer requests were: 1. Rebirth of the state of Israel, and 2. Peace of Jerusalem.
  4. The ten Booms were known throughout Haarlem for helping people by listening to and praying with them.
  5. Though the family was Christian, Nollie's son Peter didn't accept Christ as his Saviour until he was in prison.
  6. The family attended services at Grotekerk.
  7. The day of the arrest (Monday, Feb. 27, 1944), the prayer group in the dining room was reading Romans 8.
  8. The Allied forces dropped tin boxes of military biscuits from their planes, and the Swedish pilots dropped white bread.
  9. One guest in hiding had asthma.
  10. All furniture currently in the house was donated after WWII, except the clock over the mantel. (This was taken along with everything else. When the house was redone into a museum, they wanted a clock just like the one that they'd had. They managed to find one and bought it, and they later discovered it was the exact same one they'd had!)
  11. The current bricks of the hiding place are not the originals; these were placed in 1988.
  12. Two other important Bible verses for the family are Psalm 102:6 and Lamentations 4:18. (At the moment, I don't remember the significance. I just wrote them down.)
  13. Anti-semitism (anti-Jew) is still very strong in Poland today.
  14. Corrie's house is in Placentia, CA; she is buried in Santa Ana, CA.
  15. Corrie's favorite text is "Jezus is overwinnaar." (Jesus is victor.)

After we finished, there was a group of at least 40 waiting for the 1pm tour! Stéph and I walked around some more in Haarlem, stopped for a snack, then returned to A'dam. We went to The Pancake Bakery for supper, then walked downriver (3 minutes) to the Anne Frank House about 7pm--a much shorter line now, so we went inside. They didn't put any furniture in, but there is still a lot to see. Some things that they left in place are Anne's pictures, the toilet, kitchen sink, and pen/pencil markings on one wall for measuring the kids' (Anne, Margot, Peter) growth progress. I'm not sure if the bookcase (secret door) is the original, but it's possible. I forgot to ask about that.

19th -- Weather: nice, some sun, partly cloudy and a little rain in the morning. -- As this was our last full day in A'dam, we slept in a bit and had breakfast at 9. We walked around (duh!), went back to the Pancake Bakery for our lunch (one pancake is the size of a large plate!), and checked out the Christian bookstore near Centraal Station. If you're coming out the main entrance to the station, look across the canal and a little to your left; there's a large white building with "Jesus Loves You" (Dutch and English) in blue letters. After that we went back to Centraal Station and took the tram to the Rijkmuseum in time for the 4pm bike tour, though it took us awhile to find the group. Our guide from Mike's Bike Tours was André (you rock!), and he told us some history stuff before we got our bikes. Riding around on a bike is actually a bit more dangerous in A'dam than walking, at first. You have your own bike paths, but you have to watch out for cars, stupid pedestrians, and other bikes. After some parts of A'dam I hadn't been to yet, we left the city and went to a cheese farm where they also make the traditional "klompen" -- Dutch wooden shoes. I learned that there's a reason for the different colors of the shoes: yellow, for everyday work; red, for dancing; blue and white, for church (blue--men, white--women). This family makes five main varieties of their Gouda (pronounced "GOW-dah") cheese: plain, smoked, garlic & onion (?), pepper, and mustard. Yummy....The smoked was my favorite. From there we stopped at a windmill we passed earlier, and André took group pictures for us after talking about the windmills' history--both their original purpose (to pump water out of the land, actually--bet you thought they were for making flour!) and how they were used for communication to Allied planes during WWII. From there we went to Beatrix Park, a present to Princess Beatrix for her sixteenth birthday. After André gave his little speech about that, a bird pooped on him! It was so funny; I wish I'd gotten a picture. Off we went through Vondelpark (containing one of Picasso's two outdoor sculptures) to Leidelsplein. André put all our bikes together and locked them, then we went to Murphy's for a drink. My new friend, Simone, and I had Coke, since neither of us like beer. (She's Swiss-German, and we had fun talking about Switzerland and stuff.) When we'd finished, we took our bikes back to MBT's and paid for the tour. (Yup, you pay after the tour, not before.) I traded e-mail addys with a couple people, then Stéph and I walked to the Hard Rock Cafe for supper. Stéph knows I like HRC stuff. Well, we went in and sat down--only to be told by a staff guy that we were supposed to go in the front entrance and get on the waiting list. After about a 10-minute wait (which I didn't mind), we ended up sitting at the same table. We ordered drinks, and I went to wash my hands. When you enter the HRC (front), if you turn right there's a blue neon sign that says RESTROOMS. While waiting, I'd seen some people go in and out this sliding door by the sign, which is hanging from the ceiling. So I figured, "ok, there's the restroom." I opened the door and noticed it was all one room actually used for storing janitorial stuff (broom, dustpan, etc.). I walked over to the sink and started washing. Then I heard a metallic crash behind me--it was a portable ramp they could use to help people with wheelchairs get into the restaurant. Less than a minute later, the same staff guy told me I wasn't really supposed to be in there; the customer restrooms were somewhere else, but I never looked for them. He was nice about it and told me I could use the hand-dryer, but by then I'd wiped my hands on my jeans and just wanted to hide. I was so embarrassed. (Doesn't that sound like something we'd hear from Bob Smiley?!) I went back to our table, and the rest of the meal went normally...but I avoided eye contact with the staff guy. Another guy, with a Northern Ireland accent, took our order and everything. (Because his accent reminded me of the Westlake pastor's, I guessed it was Northern Irish, and I later heard him tell someone that he was.) I had a cheeseburger, which comes with lots of fries, and a chocolate milkshake for dessert. One rock-music trivia I hadn't known before is that the song "Happy Together" (which is in the video "Ernest Goes To Camp") was a 1967 hit by The Turtles. (Definitely before my time!) It was cool watching Jars of Clay's music video "Flood" (1996) at HRC.

20th -- Weather: cloudy, a bit chilly. -- Not much to report here. We got up at 8, ate breakfast at 8:30, checked out and took the tram to Centraal Station for our 9:55 train through Germany to the Swiss station in Basel. There we took a train to Yverdon, then to Cossonay. Home at last!

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Netherlands flag image taken from Tripod's Animation Factory.