Friday, January 30, 2015

Life Without a Drive Through Lane

Life Without a Drive Through Lane

This morning I was reading an article on the web called “10 habits you should pick up from your grandmother”. It got me thinking about my grandma and how different life is for me than it was for her. 


But I also was thinking about the fact that she never learned how to drive. She walked everywhere she went. We lived in a small little town so things were pretty accessible by foot. She was a school cafeteria cook and walked every day to work and then walked across town to our home so she could babysit me after school. Friends and family would always give her a ride if she needed one but for the most part, she walked. Kind of Dutch… she didn’t ride a bike but yep she was outside living life.


Well, for the past few months I’ve been in the States. My oldest little one was getting married so I was busy being the MOB (mother of the bride). 


With all the little details and busy busy work, I slipped quickly back into my American ways. Let’s see… I need to get some candle holders (hmmmmmm I’d love a cold drink from Sonic! 

You know.. I’m all about the ice, ‘bout the ice,  ~ No treble!) Hey Mom.. where are we going to lunch today? 


Well… we’re busy.. better go to  some place quick. 


Besides being insanely unhealthy to dine out all the time, it’s expensive. The convenience factor is so over the top in America and yet so hard to pass up as you drive past. The blaring lights beckoning you from the roads to pull over to their restaurant or they pump the smell of something yummy into the air so as you drive past you smell French fries or bread! When we weren’t driving thru, we were parking really close. Oh and the parking is free (usually).

Living in The Netherlands is quite different. First of all, the amount of bikers here is just shocking. 

The Dutch are like the US postal service unofficial motto… "Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night, stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds." - Herodotus, 503 B.C. (Inscribed on the General Post Office facility on 33rd Street and 8th Avenue in New York City.) (Source: USPS). 

The Dutch bike through all weather. And if they’re not bike… they’re walking. If you are driving past any normal village, city or town during lunch hour you will see tons of people walking around enjoying their sandwich 




or whatever while they go for a walk. Just a great excuse to get out in the air and hopefully a little sun. Most of the Dutch that I know bring their lunch to work with them from home. It’s cost effective and fast to eat which gives them more time to walk around outside or get work done earlier so they can get home to be with their families. This is just a great way to live. 


I mean if you’re bloated down with your McDonald’s lunch or 
Life Without a Drive Through Lane



Taco Bell delight you’ll be overly stuffed and have a hard afternoon being productive for your company. I remember being a small child and walking home from school to have lunch at home. The meal or sandwich was prepared and eaten. Then there was plenty of extra time to take a small nap or even play outside before walking back to school. There should be more of this in adulthood… even the nap. Even if it’s a ten minute recharge.
When we do dine out in the city.. There is rarely a drive through. Sure there’s a McDonald’s but not our idea of a fun Friday night. So we drive to the centrum, pay to park and then have to walk several blocks to the restaurant.


 Walking back to the car at the end of the night is definitely a great way to burn off those calories after a meal. And those people that live closer to the centrum will usually bike into the centrum for dinner. You get to park your bike for free and much, much closer to the restaurant.


Living life without a drive through…. Sounds like a move in the right direction. 

Friday, January 2, 2015

Starry Starry Night ~ My love for Vincent

Starry Starry Night
My love for Vincent

'Starry Night' by Vincent van Gogh (1889)


When I first arrived in The Netherlands, I discovered that Vincent VanGogh had spent quite a bit of time in the Noord Brabandt area from 1883-1885. He lived in Nuenen, which is only about 15 minutes from my home. I love when visitors come to see me. This is usually one of our first stops. A little trip to Nueunen to the Vincentre. His painting are not there but the museum does a wonderful job of telling his life story. It's a short little display and you can get ear pieces in different languages. There is also a very nice little shop to buy a little souvenir for a friend or a gift for yourself. 


Some of my favorite moments have been listening to stories about this man and the way he discovered himself in his paintings. He was a very confused little soul but what a gift he left for the rest of the world. Thank you Dear Vincent. 

Now in Nuenen is a new fietspad that lights up at night. Designer Dann Roosegaarde vision of Van Gogh's Starry Night's painting is now lighting up the Dutch heart's and soul's. 

Follow along and listen to the night... the Starry Starry Night

Thursday, January 1, 2015

New Year's Eve Fireworks in The Netherlands~ I'm Not a Fan!


Tic Tic Boom!


Every New Years eve in  the great land of windmills and tulips... the crazies come out of hiding. People who on a normal day would bike their children to and from school, bike to the market and to work, shop or enjoy coffee or a meal with a good friend somehow lose their mind when it comes to celebrating New Years Eve. Parents, young young children, teens and even older people shoot off their own display of firework celebrations. Now mind you most people in the world enjoy a good fireworks show. But most do not have in their possession mounds and mounds of fireworks or even professional grade displays.

The calm peaceful beautiful people of The Netherlands who on a normal day take the responsibility of having a pet better than anyone I've ever seen somehow think this kind of celebration is ok for a dog or a cat. On this night of insanity.. it's definitely a night to put your beloved 4 legged family members inside for the night in an area where they will be safe and secure.

 I have only heard stories and seen pictures of the actual New Year's Eve craziness but I have witnessed it days after it was over plus the mess people make during their celebration. One night a few days after, I was driving through the little town of Schijk. Children of about the age of 6 or 7 were shooting rocket type fireworks AT cars as they passed by. They didn't hit my car but I have to say it scared the crap out of me!!!  I looked for the parents... none to be found. They were all in the bar! Really?!

I've heard of people loosing fingers, hands, eye sight... and even their lives. Countless animals are injured in the blasting, but it still continues. I guess everyone always thinks it will happen to someone else. There has to be a safer way to celebrate without blowing yourself  or others up. 


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