
DE ZAANSE SCHANS, NETHERLANDS -- May 21, 2006
(rough notes)
Back to A'dam, transfer to small town of De Zaanse Schans, a touristy little village just 17km from A'dam. Despite threatening skies, walking from train station 1 km along industrial road that smelled strongly of Gouda and Edam -- must be a cheese facotry tucked away somewhere along here! Hearing some hooplah, headed across the street where a crowd had gathered around covered outdoor cafe. Women playing drums and oompahing to the delight of onlookers.

Eventually reached a wooden shoe shop, filled with historical remnants of Holland's long tradition of clogs. From ceiling to floor, literally, along the walls were clogs of every size and color. The floor of the workshop in the back corner was covered with wood shavings and smelled of fresh sawdust.

Sheep, goats, horses grazing in the pastures -- everything felt so old-world pastoral that, despite the obvious tourism angle, I left feeling like I understood a bit more of the Holland so loved by my father (who spent two years here back in the early 70's), my mother (who has not been yet, but has long loved its charm), and my sister Lorelie (who spent a year and a half here from 2003 to 2004; she had to be pried away, she loved it so much).

~Melanie
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