Thursday, December 28, 2006

Spanish Vacation impressions and pics

Rob and I were Spain for a week in early December. Here are my general impressions:

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Fisherman at sunset in Cadiz
Cadiz sunset

Spain was pretty incredible, and had so many different facets to it. In some ways the Mediterranean architecture and ocean seemed like part of LA, in some ways picture-postcard Spain, and in some ways (particularly some of the castles) out of a fairy tale.

Rob and I at Alhambra castle
Alhambra palace - Granada

We were in Andalusia, the southern party of Spain. You drive through mile upon mile of olive trees and rolling green hills. They have been cultivating olives here for the last 3,000 years! The cities are all built with gleaming white houses, in the local style. Many are purched on hilltops, so the rise atop the mountain from the green hills. Many of the cities retain the Middle-eastern Moorish influence even almost 900 years after the Moors left Spain. Houses have a plain white outside with characteristic "keyhole" doorways, but inside is beautifully tiled with gardens and fountains.

Granada view

The castles are unbelievable. At the same time the Western Europeans were living in drafty stone castles, the Moorish Sultans were living in glistening white palaces with heating, plumbing and beautiful gardens. Every square inch of the walls and ceiling area decorated in mosaics, plaster art or paintings. The most incredible, something everyone should see once in a life time, is the Alhambra, the palaces in Granada.

Alhambra castle "Court of Lions"
Alhambra - Palace of Lions

he Siesta is alive and well in Spain! Every day from about 2-5 all the shops all close (including tourists shops) for the afternoon break. The Spanish eat at a totally different schedule too - small breakfast in the early morning, snack at about 11, a heavy meal at about 2-3 (during Siesta), then dinner after 9 PM. Woe to the tourist hungering for a meal at 6 or 7 PM, most restaurants are not even open yet! A must try in Spain is Tappas - small plates with of just about anything - you can make a whole meal out of the small plates of a variety of foods!

Tapas anyone?

We saw many Sea-kitties in Spain. There seems to be a large population of feral cats living on the rocks near the water. I think they live on the offal from the local fisherman. We also saw locals coming to feed them. They all looked pretty well fed, but must not enjoy the rain!

Spanish Sea Kitties
Tarifa sea kitty

For those that like chic clothes, Spain is the place for you! I think it is a law that women have to wear stylish heels or leather boots, even to do grocery shopping. You see shoe shops with beautiful shoes on every corner, about the same rate as Starbucks in LA. Grannies walk down the street in fur coats and stylish leather flats. Tweens and teens wear stylish "skinny jeans" and sweaters, ladies wear stylish coats and slacks. Even the little kids looked like something out of a winter postcard, with bows in the little girls hair and matching little coats and tights. I felt downright dowdy in my regular jeans and Dutch winter jacket, but I bought some pretty Spanish sweaters and shirts.

Torromolinos
Toromolinos

Driving in Spain is not for the faint of heart. Traffic lights and signs are more warning than law, as running red lights seems a national sport. Mopeds race around every corner and between cars. I think the street sign department had major cutbacks, since we never really saw street signs or directions, and every few streets your road could randomly end in a dead end of construction. Finding your way is more a matter of Harry Potter magic and trial/error. Somehow, Rob would look at the sun, say "I think we are going North, that seems about right" - all those years of sailing navigation paying off! I'd madly look for a monument, any monument, and see if I could find the picture on the map to see where we were.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Spanish vacation and preview of coming attractions

Hello all,

Sorry its been 2 weeks since the last blog entry. It seems like both such a short and a long time ago. A lot has happend in the last 2 weeks. I'll write a brief update here, and promise more details to follow shortly.

In chronological order;

1. Dec. 8th - took the final exam for my Dutch language course and graduated. Yes, I know, I have not written anything about school yet. Details to follow shortly soon, promise.

2. Dec. 9th - 17th - week long tour of spain
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3. Dec. 20th - Passed my dutch Theory exam. Only 2/14 taking the test passed. Much more difficult than in US - blog entry to follow about this.

4. Dec. 21-22th - Had first 2 job interviews, with more pending.

Well, its well after midnight, so quick update given. Promise more details very soon.

Friday, December 8, 2006

I celebrated a belated Thanksgiving with Rob’s family last Sunday, Dec. 3rd. We also celebrated the Dutch holiday “Sinter Klaus”.

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Yummmmm! Turkey

This was the first time I tried to cook a turkey without the Master Chef , a.ka. Mom. After many hours of expert consultation the day before with my Mom, Rob and I set out to cook our first turkey. We had some authentic American imports brought in my parents suitcases in October like stuffing, cranberry sauce, corn bread and gravy. Luckily I thought to bring our US measuring cup, as the instructions were US measure of cups and teaspoons, but Rob’s mom only had a cup in metric measure. We made stuffing, fresh corn bread, potatoes, green beans and warm grravy.

Rob inspecting turkey

Its a tough job, but someones gotta do it

And of course, you need a turkey. Nettie had to go to the wild game specialty shop to order our turkey a week in advance, as in Holland very few people order an entire bird. It was a delicious free-range turkey. The 7-lb turkey filled Rob’s parents oven almost entirely. The plastic turkey-bag my Mom brought burned a bit on the top of the oven, it was such a tight fit. Luckily after a minute of burnt-plastic smell, it all cleared up and the turkey came out beautifully!

Thanksgiving dinner in Holland

At dinner, I had to provide a bit of epicurean advice – corn bread is traditionally eaten with honey or butter, cranberry sauce is for turkey, gravy is for turkey, potatoes and stuffing….and everyone had a wonderful meal.

Rob's windmill suprise

After the meal, we celebrated the Dutch tradition of Sinter Klaus. The Dutch Sint is different than Santa Claus, much more practical. He lives in Madrid instead of the cold north pole. He arrives each year in the Netherlands on December 5 by steamboat instead of outmoded sleigh and reindeer. With the assistance of his “zwarte petes”, he delivers gifts to homes on his horse. Kids leave hay for the horse in they’re wooden clogs, and receive a gift in the shoe in place.

Quinten's sinterklaus gift

We did a “Secret Sinter Klaus” with Rob’s family. We each drew a wish-list randomly out of a bowl. You write a poem with the gift. Gifts are sometimes wrapped in “surprise” packaging. Rob the engineer created an entire 2-foot tall cardboard windmill to contain the gifts of 4 egg-cups and some small clothing…never would have guessed the gift by the packaging, a real “surprise”. Quinten received a masterfully written 8 line rhyming poem (in Dutch naturally) from yours truly. He was very impressed by it!

We also sang some traditional holiday songs, drank hot chocolate and ate traditional cookies. It was an incredible evening celebrating 2 traditions. I think all Dutch should try Thanksgiving and Americans try Sinter Klaus once, a holiday exchange program!

Saturday, December 2, 2006

Beach Party in November?

Beach partiers

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Last Saturday (Nov. 26th). I went to a beach party, Holland style. Yes, of course they have beaches in Holland, the land of water. But its about 40 degrees outside, not exactly time to pull out the bikini and work on your tan. A co-worker of Rob’s rented a warehouse, and had sand trucked into the warehouse. He rented palm trees, a volleyball court, a drink-cabaƱa and a hammock, and most important, heat lamps!. They had a DJ playing, and beach volleyball going. So, digging to the bottom of my boxes, I dug out some Cali-style sun gear and went partying. Well, California with a bit of Holland winter…I had tights on under the shorts, and my winter coat over the tank top, but hey, it was a beach party!

Beach party??


The next day we celebrated Rob’s parents’ 38th wedding anniversary. First we went to a petting zoo so baby Quinten could pet a little goat that was almost as big as he was. After that, I went with him on the swings to work up an appetite. After an intense swing session, we ate dinner at a nice Italian restaurant and wished Jan/Nettie a very happy 38th anniversary. They then went on a 3 day trip to Germany to celebrate (but for some odd reason did not take us with them, gee, wonder why?)

Laurie & Quinten on Swing

At the end of the evening, Quinten felt we all had too much celebratory wine and said he'd drive us home.

The youngest car driver in Holland