Our favourite cycling route

The wife and I have a favourite cycling route that takes us from our house to the edge of a large canal from where you can hop on to a ferry to a neighbouring town. Within fifteen minutes, you find yourself cycling on a smooth road lined with trees on either sides. Patches of grass run along the route. These days they are teeming with daisies. On a sunny day you can even spot a hare or two frolicking in the grass.

Tall and powerful wind turbines dot the route. They look benign, even soothing from a distance but are quite scary from up close. On a modestly windy day you can hear a menacing swoosh sound as the blades cut through the air. I don’t fancy being around one on a stormy day. The ride also takes us past a small power station that I presume processes all the electricity that the wind turbines generate. Its buildings are covered in graffiti and have a look of abandoned, industrial wasteland.

As the weather turns warmer, I have a feeling that we’ll find ourselves biking this route more often.


Photoblog: Photo #72 – A bridge with cycles

Summer is not quite here, but we are beginning to get an occasional warm day or so each week. The flowers are beginning to look a little tired and the elm trees are beginning to shed their seeds. The sun sets past 9:00 PM, which leaves me with about an hour of good light after dinner to walk around and take pictures. Here are three pictures of a bridge that marks the beginning of Herengracht. Taken yesterday and presented here in order of increasing contrast:

p.s. For someone who grew up in a city where summer temperatures would effortlessly cross 40ºC, the summer here feels like mild winter. The temperature on an “occasional warm day or so” I refer to above, rarely touch 25ºC. All this talk of summer here therefore, save for the length of the days, feels like a lie. Not that I mind this arrangement one bit.


Photoblog: Photo #71 – The antique book/art shop

On my way from work I often walk past a shop on Haarlemmerstraat that sells old books and works of art. I’ve never been inside the shop, but from what I see in the show window, the art on offer ranges from old lithographs of Amsterdam to rare prints to cubist paintings. Their prices are scribbled in pencil on the white margins of the cardboard frames that these works are usually mounted on. Most works tend to start from 250 € onwards. That doesn’t stop them from flying off the shelf within days though. Especially if it’s a reproduction of Andy Warhol’s Marilyn Monroe. You can probably still make it out despite heavy processing by Waterlogue.