Monday, February 14, 2011

First Wedding Anniversary: Part I


We had the time of our lives! So much so, it will take at least 3 parts/posts to get from beginning to end in our two days, 627 km (390 miles), driving through 9 of Holland's 12 provinces.

But first of all, can you believe we've been married one year!

February 5 was the big day and Astrid knew on Christmas Day at Kinderdijk how she wanted us to celebrate. I had asked her if people lived in the windmills at Kinderdijk (like they do elsewhere) and she said YES. That got her wondering if there was such a thing in Holland as a B&B windmill. Lucky for us, the answer is YES. But only two of them. On the spot, and as a surprise for me, Astrid picked one and made reservations for the February 4-5 Friday-Saturday weekend, with Friday off work.

Once she told me the surprise, we started planning the trip. If you look at the map (click to enlarge), you can see the route we took, starting in Gorinchem Friday morning, stopping in Lemmer and Sneek before arriving at our B&B outside Groningen late afternoon. On Saturday we continued to Delfzijl, one of Holland's most northern port cities where we could look across the Eems River and wave to our German friends. Then south through small towns to Rolde where we saw 2 of Holland's ancient Hunebedden burial sites...before heading back home.

In this post we will start with the main surprise of the trip: the windmill Molen Hunsingo B&B in Onderdendam, outside of Groningen. We drove through 6 provinces to get there on a very gray and windy day.


This was our very first view as we drove into the town of Onderdendam (= Under the Dam).
Did you notice the modern version (wind turbine) on the right?


And then, up close and personal: the Molen Hunsingo windmill B&B.
See that middle window under the platform? That was the floor of the BED part of our B&B.


Within minutes we climbed the stairs to the 3rd floor (2nd floor in Holland because the ground floor is, well, the ground floor and the next floor up is the 1st floor). The entire circumference of the windmill on that floor was ours...a complete apartment where we could have easily stayed a week.
With a pull-out sofabed, you could have even visited us!


Since we're early eaters, we reserved a dinner table for 5:30 there at the ground floor restaurant...and then headed outside to get the lay of the land before eating.

Onderdendam is in the municipality of Bedum and is so small you can't even Google for it in English. In Dutch, you can see it here. See the house in the top left-hand corner above? It used to be the prison. And the water you see there is the Winsumerdiep canal. It didn't take us long to see what we wanted to see....


...the nearby Hervormde Kerk from 1840, which can be seen from the windmill....


...and Het Jagertje, the monument to all the boats' women (usually the wives of the boat captains) who helped pull the trading boats through the canals from one city to another. Astrid says in the old days these boats didn't have engines and so were pulled along by women or horses, while the captain steered the boat.


By then it was time for our dinner reservation on the ground floor of the mill.
Some of the above images are also from the next morning when it was lighter outside.
But you get a feel for the charm of this place.

Everyone was so absolutely welcoming and pleased we were spending our first anniversary there with them. After we finished our meal, we ordered two specialty koffies with liquours from the Groningen province. When the maître d' brought us two forks, we immediately knew something was up....


The head chef had made us a special individualized black-forest cake for our celebration.
We felt so honored!
Notice the two liquour glasses, each with a different flavor, and the whipped cream on the side, so that we could both drink each brand.


A well-stocked bar...for specialty koffies!

And because the night was still young, we even had time to play Rummikub up in our apartment before being lulled to sleep by the howling wind swirling around the mill. Astrid found out later we had gale-force 'Level 8' winds (39–46 mph) that entire weekend. We were in heaven.


The next morning we enjoyed the BREAKFAST part of our B&B.
The mill has only two apartments for rent. The one beneath us was rented by a family with two young children...a boy and a girl. As we were finishing breakfast they were arriving to eat. I asked the kids if this was their first night in a windmill, to which they both said YES. En goed geslapen (good sleeping)? YES. :)


One last gift as we left Onderdendam...tulips and wooden shoes.
As Astrid would say, more Dutch you cannot get.

It was now Saturday and we were on our way home but the long way, driving north before heading back south....

[to be continued]

Monday, February 07, 2011

Virtual Realities


Another day. Another blogger met. Another photo hunt.
Today is my turn again at Vision & Verb, talking about when we meet blogger friends and when virtual reality becomes...well, real. In the above case, it was Petra, one of our V&V collaborators who happens to live in Tilburg just 30 km from us here in Holland. We knew we'd meet her eventually, so when we found out she was participating in a photo exhibition a week ago, we made a day of it.


The photo exhibition was in the small town of Moergestel, 7 km east of Tilburg in North Brabant province south of us. Approximately 6K residents. Astrid had already Googled the area to see what was there and found out there was a different kind of windmill we don't normally see, just outside the city. So we decided to first get the lay of the land before driving over to the exhibition. This weathervane was on the other side of the street from the windmill, so we got two for the price of one. (Click on image to see what he was shooting.)




This is a standerdmolen from 1852 and is similar to the wipmolen at Kinderdijk I have shown here. Both are post mills but this one has a round(ish) base. It was a frosty morning but the sun was shining.
Even Granny Towanda was in heaven.


From the windmill, Astrid kindly asked TomTom to take us to the Nieuwenhof Castle from the 14th century...and she did (our TomTom is a lady)! In 1840 it became a monastery named the St. Stanislaus Institution. Today it's used as a mental healthcare facility. I feel better already, don't you?!


Then into the tiny town of Moergestel to 'do' our koffie thing (no appeltaart, however, because they forgot to take it out of the freezer the night before). The town square has its ubiquitous church, the Roman Catholic St. John's Beheaded, whose tower was built in 1500. It wasn't open, but not to worry. We heard its one bell ring and we walked around it. Astrid, btw, is taking a picture of a giant bicycle air pump there on the city square.


This is the point at which we then went to meet Petra at her exhibition (photos at the top of the post). By the time we said our Good-Byes, it was time to drive the 7 km to Tilburg to find the water tower on TomTom's list of things to see. It's where we also planned to eat lunch.

But what to our wondering eyes should appear....


...the Adbij Onze Lieve Vrouw van Koningshoeven (Abbey of Our Lady of Koningshoeven) trappist monastery, right out in the middle of nowhere! Talk about changing the plans of mice and [wo]men. See the foggy image (above) of the church? We stopped dead in our tracks because the sun was shining through the windows from the other side...never knowing it was part of a monastery. As we turned the corner, there it was. We had to stop and check it out, of course.


After walking around a bit, it became crystal clear this was a monastery that made and sold its own beer! De Koningshoeven Brewery, a Dutch Trappist brewery, was founded there in 1884 and has an annual production of 145,000 hectoliters (3,830,495 gallons). Tell me someone's not having a lot of fun!


...not far from the restaurant where we decided on the spot to eat our lunch. What serendipity. It was as though the whole day was waiting to surprise us with this place. We could have taken a tour (the only way to get into the church and walk the inner grounds) but it was already crowded and we didn't really want to wait. Another day.


Clearly they do well for themselves. The business was brisk! And the beer was GREAT. Even Astrid, who generally does not drink beer, liked it. The whole experience was totally worth it.


Those monks aren't dummies, of course. They positioned their delightful Kloosterwinkel (Monastic Shop) right at the entrance, where we gladly took a look around and...of course...bought two stone bottles of the Dubbel beer (7% ABV) we had just enjoyed at lunch.
Authentic trappist product!


Astrid is always the Trooper, taking the bag to the car
and then coming back for our last photos before leaving.

Then finally, our last destination of the day....


...the Tilburg water tower, built in 1897 at 50.5 meters high.

Did you notice? We started the day with a weathervane and ended it with a water tower.
And in between, we met a wonderful blogger and then drank to it with a delightful Trappist beer.

How's that for virtual realities becoming the real thing!
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