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What Have the Dutch Ever Given Us?

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I was posed a question by a troll:
What have the Dutch ever given us?
I found the question rather droll,
Since the list is almost endless.

So, let me see. Where would we be
Without Dutch imagination?
Or the Lorentz ether theory?
As the first capitalist nation,

It was Holland that came up with
Investment banking institutions,
The modern financial center,
And many money-stuff solutions.

The rational Enlightenment,
The law of corresponding states,
31 equal temperament,
And temperature in Fahrenheit.

Thanks to us you have Holstein cattle,
Reproductive biology,
And the first international
Substance control treaty.

The dining philosophers problem,
The compact music cassette,
The feedback control system,
Brussels sprouts and the orange carrot.

The Dutch make grand discoveries
Like photosynthesis, Oort’s Cloud,
Fiji, New Zeeland and brandy,
Saturn’s rings and the Brouwer Route.

The Dutch made the first fire hose
Nuna, the solar-powered car,
We came up with really smart clothes,
And the springy Springtime guitar.

The laserdisc and compact disc,
We gave you artificial hearts,
Polychoral music and the
First atlas of nautical charts.

Mutual funds when you like them mute,
The first national anthem, and
The evolute and involute
Curves and how to find them.

We had the first wind-powered sawmill,
Cocoa powder, Rutger Hauer,
The first big science trip to Brazil,
And the first modern naval power.

There’s soccer’s Tiki-taka and
International jurisprudence,
The traffic enforcement camera
And foreign direct investments.

We gave you capitalism,
The pendulum grandfather clock,
Early liberalism and
The first European pound lock.

The telescope, Cape of Good Hope,
F = q(E = v x B),
The phase contrast microscope,
The study of human anatomy.

Miffy, physical chemistry,
Enrichment culture, dark matter,
The modern chocolate industry
And the famed Van -t Hoff Factor.

When kidneys fail, what would you do
Without kidney dialysis?
The Netherlands also gave you
Game of Thrones’ Daario Naharis.

The accurate Norden bombsight,
The Leyden jar and stock trading,
Gas light, Mennonites, ambilight,
Donuts, speed- and figure skating.

The cool, cool Moodswinger zither,
The sleeping barber problem,
TomTom, the Hollander beater
And Dijkstra’s algorithm.

We reclaimed land, we had Rembrandt,
And proof of galactic rotation,
Johan Cruyff and your Manhattan and
The Permanent Court of Arbitration.

Tellegen’s and Koopman’s theorems,
The giant bicycle garage,
Tiny microorganisms,
And the Guarded Command Language.

Predicate transformer semantics,
And Bosch of nightmare paintings fame,
Also classical mechanics
And, oh yeah, the Olympic flame!

We discovered Australia,
Liquefaction of helium,
Protozoa, Tasmania,
Hafnium and rhizobium.

Then there’s molecular physics,
And, so you can truly feel alive,
The very first car with a 6-
Cylinder engine and 4-wheel drive!

Blender, schooners, the Dutch tiger,
Mutex mutual exclusion,
Melisandre, M.C. Escher,
The commercial revolution.

The Grotian conception of
International society,
Helium solidification
And stereochemistry.

Volvox, Mandeville’s paradox,
The gyrator, Kipp generator,
‘Coffeeshops’ and the Cracklebox
And the first capacitator.

And good heavens, what would we do
Without the New York stock exchange,
Or solid proof of the law of
Equilibrium on an inclined plane?

Girl with Pearl Earring by Vermeer,
The pentode and the metronome,
Methane in Titan’s atmosphere,
And don’t forget Boerhaave syndrome.

There’s fair trade certification,
Blue-Ray, Jeroen Krabbé, and
The first Jewish congregation
In the good old US of A.

Kramer’s law of opacity,
The holographic principle,
Yachts, kolf, marriage equality
And living below sea level.

We first saw Neptune’s moon Nereid
Uranus’s moon Miranda,
Your narrow tidal straight Hell Gate,
And the dangerous giardia.

Electrocardiography,
Big Brother and Fear Factor,
The law of freedom of the seas
Az well az azotobacter.

Then there’s bow dye, Wi-Fi, hardstyle,
EPROM and the pyrometer,
The cannon-shot rule (3 NM),
And the mercury thermometer.

For math there’s Heyting algebra,
For star geeks lots and lots of stars,
For storms the storm-proof umbrella,
And we found CO2 on Mars.

The study of virology,
And, Oh my goodness, what a sight!
Polarization of light by
Double refraction in calcite!

Those round stroopwafels, red blood cells,
Analytic geometry,
Zernike polynomials and
The oldest university.

Korfball, the submarine snorkel,
Sport sailing, stochastic cooling,
Spinozism, total football,
The first watch with spiral hairspring.

Oort constants, corporate governance,
Minnaert resonance frequency,
Behavioral finance, Remonstrants,
And superconductivity.

We gave you Brownian motion,
The world atlas, the electron spin,
The internal combustion piston
Engine, and don’t forget about gin!

Stock futures and the Dutch guilder,
Jan Steen, the meat-slicing machine,
And you’d be bored at war without the
Invention of the submarine!

No, we’re not the ‘Home of the brave’,
But we discovered viruses;
We gave you the rotational shave
And Intracellular Pangenesis.

The central bank, the thermostat,
Neostoicism, polders,
The blood bank and the female gonad,
Herring, corporate shareholders.

The galactic halo, Van Gogh,
The famous Cruyff turn, dividends,
Arminius, hardcore techno,
The first bourse, the Falkland Islands.

We made Bluetooth (with a Swede),
Found gas, and the Crystal bar process,
And we’re world famous, yes indeed,
For Goalkeeper CIWS!

Naturally there’s plant respiration
And technical analysis,
Temperature standardization
And continental drift hypothesis.

The modern market economy,
Investment funds, the Kuiper Belt,
Software engineering study,
And don’t forget: we had Rietveld.

We exported Audrey Hepburn,
The eyepiece, levees, DVDs,
Edam and Gouda and Beemster
And all the other proper cheese.

This list is not definitive;
I’m sure there’s stuff that I forgot.
As to what did the Dutch ever give —
I hope you’ll agree it’s quite a lot.

So I think I’ll end it here, with
Amstel, Grolsch, and Heineken beers.

Op je gezondheid! (That means Cheers!)

Finally Going to the Aldi!

20171216_224158The Aldi store has come to Austin, Texas! Or rather, to Pflugerville, but that’s close enough. When I read that it was coming I was thrilled, because on the Dutch International Cookbook/Kookboek Facebook page I regularly see posts by folks elsewhere in America and Canada showing photos of their Dutch and German finds in Aldis. Now it’s here, so today I decided to include a trip to Pflugerville in my list of errands. Continue reading

Zwarte Piet : Putting the Racial Struggle Into Perspective, Again!

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So let me get this straight:

Sinterklaas can still be Sinterklaas.
He and his Pieten can still arrive in Amsterdam on the steamboat.
They can still have all the processions through cities and towns.
People can still come out to welcome them.
Kids can still wave at Sinterklaas and give the Pieten their drawings.
The Pieten can still wear the same costumes.
They can still hand out candy.
Everyone can still eat pepernoten,
and taai-taai,
and marzipan,
and kruidnoten,
and suikerbeesten,
and amandelstaven,
and chocolate letters,
and speculaas poppen
and drink hot chocolate.
Everyone can still sing Sinterklaas songs.
You can still have Book Piet, Organizer Piet, Grumpy Piet and what have you Piet (a relatively new phenomenon).
Everyone can still buy Sinterklaas and Piet dolls at Xenos (also relatively new).
Kids and adults can still place their shoes at home on Sinterklaas Eve.
Kids and adults can even place their shoes at school, at work, on the street and in the bars (again, new).
People can still exchange gifts.
Children can still make surprises.
A good time can still be had by all.

The only thing that would change is the color of Piet’s face and hair.
And this is how you react?

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(Welcome to the Netherlands, where all cultures are accepted except our own.)

Have you all lost your mother-loving minds?

My original series on the whole Zwarte Piet issue starts here.

The Zwarte Piet Debacle From the Outside, Again

zwarte clownOkay, it’s the end of November and that means that Sinterklaas (Saint Nicholas) is arriving in the Netherlands, with his helpers, who have traditionally been all called Zwarte Piet (Black Pete). The Zwarte Pieten are traditionally white people with blackface. People of color in the Netherlands have gradually become vocal about not liking that and the Dutch reaction is incredibly embarrassing to me. Continue reading

Dear NBC, About that Episode of The Blacklist…

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Image: nbc.com

Dear Blacklist producers,

I’ve been binge-watching season 3 on Netflix. Since you probably won’t actually be reading this and others will, allow me to set it up.

James Spader plays a larger than life, debonair master criminal who helps the FBI bag other master criminals, but really, the FBI is helping him in plans it has no knowledge of.

It’s an enjoyable enough series, but the end of episode 10 got my goat. Don’t worry, producers, I won’t spoil anything. Continue reading

Refueling: Filling my Tank With Drukwerk and Stroops

immigration, homesickness, refuleing, stroopwafels, drukwerk, doe maar, andre hazes, dutch food, dutch pop musicWell, waddaya know? The daily writing prompt is “Recharge“, just as I was getting ready to write about refueling as an immigrant. Another term I learned recently, from Akhtar’s book Immigration and Identity.

What do you do to refuel (or recharge) as an immigrant–to get your home fix, as it were? Continue reading

The Stuff of Memories

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I just created a new page, titled Emigration / Immigration. It took a while, but after six years in I realized that that might be a good one to have. Continue reading

Table Manners

image: pinterest.com

image: pinterest.com

How do you eat a salad? How do you cut your steak?

In Holland, I learned to eat with knife and fork, the European way. Holding your knife in your right hand, in a certain way, and your fork in your left hand, in a certain way. The cutting or folding of leaves happens just so and you keep your knife an fork in your hands the whole time you’re eating. Not just with salads, anything that isn’t finger food. Continue reading

This Says it All

I found this video on a post about Zwarte Piet by Travelogues of an African Girl. Holland, it’s time to catch up.

Zwarte Piet and Ferguson

image: vrij-zinnig.nl

image: vrij-zinnig.nl

In a reply to a comment by Onno on one of my posts about Zwarte Piet, I mentioned that the Netherlands is still in the Stone Age when it comes to racial sensitivity. Onno responded by pointing to Ferguson. Continue reading

Sinterklaas: Let’s Put This into Perspective, Again

image: sint-nicolaas.nl

image: sint-nicolaas.nl

Okay, one more repost, because I’ve had so many hits on the last one. Clearly there’s an interest and the post below is one that gets skipped a lot, it seems.

After this I’m stopping with the Zwarte Piet issue, at least for this year. I think.

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Sinterklaas: Breaking Down Some Arguments, Again

blog.seniorennet.beIts that time of year again in the Netherlands: Sinterklaas is coming. From what I gather over here in Texas, for now, the people who want to keep Zwarte Piet black have won.

There’s no point to me saying everything I already said at length last year, but for those of you who missed it then, here’s one of the posts I wrote about the issue below. Or, if you want, you can start at the beginning. And if you’re one of those who say I have no right to say anything because I’m an outsider, I have dedicated my last post in the series especially to you.

So here goes:

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Snow and Oliebollen

oliebollen_edited-1Happy New Year!

Well, here I am again, finally. Did you miss me?

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Sinterklaas: The Zwarte Piet Issue from the Outside

zwarte clownSeveral people have pointed out–in a somewhat accusatory tone–that I’m looking at the issue of Zwarte Piet being racist from the outside. To a large degree it’s true. But first let me point out to what degree it’s not. Continue reading

Sinterklaas: Zwarte Piet and a Horse Analogy — Yeah, I’m Really Doing That

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Sinterklaas: Breaking Down Some Arguments

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Sinterklaas: Let’s Put This into Perspective

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Sinterklaas: Now I’m Getting to the Point

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image: e-carnavalskleding.nl

In yesterday’s post I described the way Sinterklaas is celebrated in the Netherlands. Except I left something out. It’s kind of a biggie.

Sinterklaas has helpers. Originally there was just one helper, but soon there were at least two of them, and when Sinterklaas arrives in the Netherlands or in a town, there are lots of them. They are called Zwarte Piet–Black Pete or Black Peter.

These Zwarte Pieten are white people with black  faces, bright red lips, afro wigs and big gold earrings, who wear Renaissance-style clown costumes.

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Sinterklaas: It Doesn’t Get any More Dutch than That

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Why Is Cycling so Popular in the Netherlands?

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There are more bicycles than residents in The Netherlands and in cities like Amsterdam and The Hague up to 70% of all journeys are made by bike. The BBC’s Hague correspondent, Anna Holligan, who rides an omafiets – or “granny style” – bike complete with wicker basket and pedal-back brakes, examines what made everyone get back in the saddle.

Click here for the entire article by BBC News.

Who’d A Thunk It: Wilhelmina in the Ozarks

We were driving in southeastern Okalahoma and then into southwestern Arkansas last week, in beautiful, lush green hills, when what did we see?

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Yes, so I had to Google this to find out why on earth there was a Queen Wilhelmina State Park in Arkansas, USA.

So what were they thinking?

Queen’s Day(s) Later

A Flamingo in Utrecht

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Although there was a great deal of celebrating this week for the last Queen’s Day, my silence hasn’t been the result of the world’s largest hangover. With a break in work for a few days, I decided to take a bit of an impromptu vacation, even it there was no travel. Since I write for a living, it was kind of nice to take a short break from blogging, as well.

Still, I couldn’t resist posting a few photos from Queen’s Day and mention a few of the interesting things I found out watching the investiture of the new king. The day itself went smoothly, with no major issues, although two anti-monarchy protesters were arrested — unjustly, as it turns out.
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The vrijmarkt (the massive yard sale) went on as usual, although it was definitely a little thinner in places than in past years. It turns out that Utrecht…

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The Netherlands in WWII: More Aftermath

image from wikipedia

image from wikipedia

An American Facebook acquaintance recently posted this video with the comment: “Just for the record”. I watched it and I found it to be a strange hodgepodge of information, rumor and images without commentary. It’s in Dutch, so let me briefly tell you what it’s about.

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The Queen Is Retired, Long Live the King

Well, Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands abdicated yesterday, and Willem-Alexander is king. I don’t care for the monarchy, but it doesn’t have any powers and the queen’s birthday is always the biggest party of the year, Continue reading

1978: A Rockin’ Year to be Seventeen

Evolution of X just had a post about her memories of 1978. She invited readers to do the same.

So, let’s see. Not in chronological order: Continue reading

Painted Photographs by Sebastiaan Bremer

Really cool art from a Dutch artist!

The Grand American Canyon

(Image from sodahead.com)

(Image from sodahead.com)

It never ceases to amaze me how so many people in America can live in what has been called a “parallel universe”. A universe Fox News not only helps to create, but apparently believes in itself, as witnessed on election night, when its pundits were taken completely off guard by Obama’s victory.

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Innovative Roads in . . . the Netherlands

This is cool. And Dutch.

Top Ten Musical Memories

When I hear a song I haven’t heard for a while, I immediately remember where I first heard it, or where I bought it, or which hangout played it a lot. . .

I thought I’d share some of them.

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My American Dream

This is what I dreamed last night.

I was in a school gym, remembering how we would be made to run laps around a gym just like that in high school in the Netherlands. And I remembered that I could. I’d be tired, and I’d be protesting loudly like any self-respecting un-sporty teenage girl should, but that’s all. And I resented–in this dream–that I can’t run for two minutes now without having a gimpy knee for the next two weeks (this is real; I ran for two minutes last weekend, and now it hurts when I walk down steps). Continue reading

American History in the Netherlands

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Another question I got from my funk post was: What do European kids learn about American history. Well, I can only talk about what I learned, but feel free to add to it in the comments, Dutch readers.

I had History several times a week, from seventh through eleventh grade, and from Mesopotamia to the Vietnam War, more or less. I seem to remember that we started learning about America in tenth grade, and it would have continued through eleventh grade, whenever America came up in relation to a certain period. This would have been around 1977-1978. I’ll just describe what I remember; trying to be systematic after all those years wouldn’t work.

Let’s have a look.

Where Are You From?

In my previous post I asked what my readers would like me to write about. I realized later that I would be in big trouble if I got no reply. Would that mean that no one is interested in what I say? Or they don’t care? Or what if I have no readers that day? Would reposting the question be too desperate? This could very well spell the end of my blog. But fortunately someone did reply. Phew, thanks, Hanneke, for averting my existential crisis! Continue reading

A Bit of Uncharacteristic Mushiness

Okay, for those of you who think I’m too negative about America, let me confuse you again.

Do I seem schizophrenic to you? Well, that’s because I am. Not clinically, but being Dutch in America, I can’t help being in a permanent schizophrenic state of mind. Depending on what I’m Continue reading

The Netherlands in WWII : Lessons Learned

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This is the eleventh post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The End

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This is the tenth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Hunger Winter

This is the ninth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Day Bed

My mother and my aunt on my aunt’s first birthday

This is the eighth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Gun

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This is the seventh post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Resistance

This is the sixth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

“The resistance” was anyone who thwarted the German occupation and the German war effort in any way.

They could be teenagers, like high school boys and their teachers who organized into gangs, or men spying and communicating by illegal radio with the government in exile and with the allied forces.

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The Netherlands in WWII : Forced Labor

This is the fifth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions on a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Occupation

This is the fourth post in a series about American high school students’ impressions of a presentation I gave on the Netherlands during World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation. Continue reading

The Netherlands in WWII : The Jews

This is the third post about impressions of American high school students of a presentation I did on the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : Soldiers on Bikes

This is the second post in a series about American high school students’ impressions of a presentation about the Netherlands in World War Two. Click here for the introduction to said presentation.

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The Netherlands in WWII : The Beginning

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American Teens and WWII Netherlands

op fiest My son B.’s ninth-grade class is learning about World War Two right now, so I offered to give a presentation about the Netherlands during WWII. Not because, in itself, the Netherlands’ history is so important in the big picture, but because I suspected that otherwise the students probably wouldn’t learn too much about how it was for Europeans to be occupied by the Germans.

The demography and geography of the different countries in Europe may vary greatly, but the stories of German occupation, resistance, and living in constant fear and uncertainty have much in common.

And, of course, the occupation of countries, the killing of Jews and the constant intimidation and terror all over Europe is what American soldiers were fighting, even though they may often not have been aware of it, since they were mainly in battle situations against other soldiers. But when they were fighting for freedom, this is what it meant.

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And the Award Goes To . . .

Fork in My Eye is a wonderful, varied blog. Great photos, smart, funny, inspiring writing. Check it out. The blogger was given the ABC Award. In return she had to give it to five other bloggers, and she included me. Thank you! This is fun, because now I get to give to five more bloggers. But first I have to tell something about myself for every letter of the alphabet. Continue reading

WHAT?!?!?!?

photo BBC News

Okay, I know nothing! I feel like a total fool. Here I am, with a blog about being Dutch in America, writing every now and then about how much better things are in the Netherlands, and now it turns out this has been going on for the last three years!!! Continue reading

Hee Amsterdam, ze zegge dat je bent veranderd…

Just a quick link to some fun photos of Amsterdam by Fig and the Wasp. Also check out these posts by same: this one and this one.

And if you want to enjoy the photos with an iconic song about Amsterdam, click here, or listen while watching the video, because it’s worthwhile, too.

Ten Dutch Foods I Will Never Eat (Again)

photo by Multiple Bleiben

I ate some terrible stuff in the Netherlands. Some of it tasty but super unhealthy, and some of it tasted terrible as well. The terrible tasting stuff was mostly food I had as a kid, when I had no choice. Ugh! Continue reading

The Runs

This is the first of a series of posts about my family during WWII. For a brief history of the Netherlands in WWII, click here.

Most of the stories about WWII come from my mother’s side of the family. My grandparents were in their 30s when the war started, my mother was five, and my aunt turned one on a beautiful day in May 1940. (The family celebrated her birthday outside, and saw the first German planes fly over on their way to bomb the blazes out of Rotterdam.) My uncle was born two years later, in the middle of the German occupation. Continue reading

War Stories: Introduction

Photo: Rogier Bos

One thing every person my age grew up with in the Netherlands was war stories. Stories about World War II, that is. But before I share some of my family’s stories, let me first give some background info.

Germany attacked the Netherlands in the beginning of May, 1940, and a few days later we capitulated, because the Dutch army was pathetically outdated, having been neutral during World War I. Most soldiers moved around on bikes. The Germans bombed the hell out of Rotterdam and told the Dutch government that Utrecht would be next if they didn’t surrender. Continue reading

I’m Dutch, Too!

Time for one of my pet peeves.

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Holland, What Are You Doing?

A Flamingo in Utrecht  is a great blog because Alison, an American in Utrecht, the Netherlands, takes pictures all around Utrecht and it’s wonderful that I can see the familiar places and streets. Most of the time it’s also nice to see what’s new. The Nijntje (Miffy) statue is new, for instance. But then I see this picture Continue reading

A Taste of Utrecht, Where I Was Born

Flowers in Bloem.

I love this blog. Such recognizable photos of Utrecht streetscapes. Especially these photos of the Saturday flower market make me slightly homesick. But at least I get to see it again in these photos.

Thank you, Flamingo!

Top Ten Things I Miss About Holland

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    Not worrying about money, or getting fired, or getting sick, or not being able to retire, or how to pay for the kids’ colleges.

  • Having all my friends within visiting distance.
  • Having seven weeks paid vacation plus vacation pay (like a thirteenth month’s salary).
  • Going to the doctor or hospital without my wallet.
  • Walking around the Saturday market and buying big, beautiful bunches of flowers that last for weeks and only cost a few euros.
  • Traveling by train. Relaxing and looking out the window with a cup of Earl Grey tea instead of sitting in traffic.
  • Taking the ferry to England and hitchhiking to the Cairngorms or the Lake District or wherever, and hiking around, camping in the wild.
  • Cycling for the purpose of getting somewhere.
  • Sleeping with the windows open (scorpions would crawl in if I did that here).
  • Watching a decent documentary on TV without having to subscribe to HBO.

Wil-who-mus?

When I was in school, it seemed that only private religious schools made the kids learn the Dutch national anthem. The rest of us  never learned, and so we didn’t get much further than the first two lines, and nobody cared.

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If I Could Have Dinner Anywhere…

If I could go to dinner anywhere in the world tonight, where would I go?  And with whom and what would I eat? Well, since I’m in my Dutch immigrant blog mode, I think I’d beam myself up and over to Holland, to the Saturday market in Amersfoort or Utrecht or Amsterdam. Yeah, I know it’s only Thursday, but it’s Saturday there whenever I want it to be. If I can beam myself anywhere, it can also be any time.

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Tourist Flowers

Knowing that they are considered quintessentially–or stereotypically–Dutch, like windmills and dikes, I refused to like tulips for the longest time. I felt they were tourist flowers.

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