The Schwümmlis –Episode 15-
Arriving in Alkmaar I found out, that life and traffic in this placid little town is very different to Amsterdams hectic city centre. The narrow streets in the heart of Alkmaar are too narrow for wide bike lanes and trams and buses and big cars. Everything is a bit more relaxed. So I sat down in a nice café and viewed the life around me. There were bikers around, I presume, there is no dutch city, town, village without cyclists, but they seemed to have more time. This Mum was passing by slowly with her baby in front. She even greeted friendly.
I had an awesome time Alkmaar.
By the way: Did you take notice of the peculiar hairdo of the Alkmaar Schwümmlis?
Schwümmlis –Episode 14– Beach race
Before I went to Alkmaar I made a little detour. The sea is not far away from Amsterdam. So I got a train ticket to Zandvoort aan Zee. The station there is only a stone’s throw away from the beach. It was pretty breezy out there. But the sun was up and the sky was blue. A great day out.
On my way back a special event caught my eye, no first my ear. I could hear those whooping screams from quite far, because the wind carried the voices to me. When I closed up on the scene, I couldn’t believe, what I saw. There were quite a few Schwümmli families standing in the sand, all Mums and Dads pulling for their toddlers, the babys crawling through the sand like little crabs at tremendous speed. Most of them knew, where to crawl to, only one or two had other ideas about the toddler race.
I had to run for my train. So I can’t tell, who settled the race.
Rambling about the city suddenly I found myself in Amsterdams Chinatown. You find lots of Chinese restaurants and Take aways there. You can get nearly everything to eat in this quarter. Poor Peking ducks were hanging prepared in the shopwindows waiting for hungry tourists, who were not into kroketten and brodjes.
You can also find Europes oldest Chinese temple here. Nearby I discovered this interesting Goddess statue. I am not sure, who put it up there. What a pity, that I could get only this snap of the head for you. The statue was very impressive with all those legs.
I couldn’t find any information on my Amsterdam travel app. But it resembles one of the statues, I saw in the cabinet at Schwümmlis home. So probably they can tell more about it and show me more pictures.
The making of….
I went out strolling through the streets of Amsterdam, always attentive of the cyclists, scooters, tram, buses and cars. The cyclists even have their own clearly marked lane here. Many of them are quite fast as you could see yesterday. It’s like paradise, when you own a bike.
Today I saw this mum, pedalling her Baby to the Kindergarten at adequate speed.
Look, also Mum was on guard, there was a stupid tourist coming from the left. Phew, all went well this time.
I didn’t know, that there were Schwümmlis living in Amsterdam until the moment, when one of them nearly ran me over at the red traffic lights.
The cyclists are very fast on their bikes here. We both were quite shocked, so I couldn’t ask, if he knew my Schwümmli family back home.