We docked at Amsterdam in the early morning, very close to the city centre, but had booked a coach tour out to the countryside villages of Alkmaar and Schermerhorn. As we got off the boat, we had several guides and cruise staff on hand, to guide us across the bike lanes, to the waiting coaches. The bikes in the Netherlands have right of way and arrogantly enforce their right. You really have to wait for a chance to race across the lanes as the bikes come from both directions. We made it, unscathed.
The windmills, when you first see them, are huge and it is hard to imagine the countryside being full of them. They are/were used for the most important purpose of grinding grain. In certain areas its uses in land drainage and water pumping were equally important. In the picturesque agricultural landscape of the province of North Holland you’ll find the Schermerhorn museum windmill. It was part of a gigantic land reclamation project in the 17th century. At that time, 52 mills were built to make polders, i.e. land created by draining water. They pumped the polder water from the inner basin, which had been pumped up by the 14 polder mills, in three steps to the Schermerringvaart.
We got to see a windmill up close and went inside to see how the owners used to live in there. Way too small for the big people of this era and you would have to sleep sitting up in bed. Very interesting. I tried on a pair of clogs, but they were just a tad too big for my feet.
From Schermerhorn, we then went to the town of Alklmaar, which is famous for its cheese market. It is built in the medieval era and maintains many of the picturesque and historical buildings. Many buildings are right on the edge of the many canals and are really stunning. One of these, is the Alkmaar – Waag (Weigh building) on the square Waagplein.
Alkmaar has many medieval buildings that are still intact and the Waag is also home to the local tourist office and a cheese museum. Alkmaar has 399 registered monuments of which most are situated along the city’s old canals.
We returned around lunchtime and had a lovely meal on board. We just relaxed in the lounge and cemented relationships that afternoon as we had to pack bags and leave them outside to be collected for transfer to various destinations, such as hotels and the airport for those departing the following morning. We had decided to spend a couple of extra days in Amsterdam, staying at the Hilton Doubletree, which was within easy walking distance of the main railway station, where we were going to catch a train to Bremen and continue our trip for another three weeks. The plan was to mainly visit relatives, see the place where I was born and meet some cousins I never even knew I had. Another adventure awaiting.
The following day, we walked around Amersterdam and had a look at the various sights of the city and some of the ships around the canals.
The buildings are really tilting. The foundations are apparently sinking.
You could visit the Tulip museum and if you get sick of the smell of flowers, you can pop in next door to the Cheese museum and taken in the atmosphere.
We also went on a canal tour, which was interesting and showed just how many boats and barges are actually moored in the canals and used as accommodation.
Don’t eat the space cakes, magic cookies or space cookies. I would be wary of eating any cakes from this bakery.
The building on the right, has swings on the top deck, where you can pay to swing out over the edge. Good for digestion, apparently.
Of course, it started to rain that afternoon and we had a tour booked to visit the Anne Frank house the following day. I ended up having to buy an umbrella for myself, but Beryl had come prepared. The line up for the tour was formidable and it was quite crowded inside, but worthwhile listening to the various audio stations. Yet another terrible atrocity of WW2.
This was the last day of our Jewels of Europe adventure. It was a fantastic experience and highly recommended. We walked back to the hotel and had a good nights sleep in anticipation of heading away the next morning, for our 3 weeks of catching up with relatives in Germany.