It's been FOREVER since I've posted a blog. Of course, this will be a long one. So, for the week of Thanksgiving, I went to visit my mom and step father in The Netherlands. Let me tell you, they definitely packed in as much traveling as we could've possibly done. I Left Newark at 11:30 and flew to Chicago. There, I had a two hour lay over. I had an overnight flight to Dusseldorf. BTW I really enjoy saying Dusseldorf with the accent. I got there at 7:30 in the morning. My mother and Paul were there to pick me up. We had an hour long train ride and then took a taxi to a bus and then finally made it to my mother's house. We used so many different types of transportation! This was only my second time in a taxi and the first time on a public bus. There were plenty more trips on busses. When I got there, I pretty much went straight to bed. When I woke up, we had Thanksgiving dinner! I LOVE mashed potatoes!
Day two, nothing was planned and thank goodness for that! I ended up being sick and puking all over the bathroom. I slept for the majority of the day. Oh yeah, I guess it only snows, on average, 16 days a years there. Guess what, the first three days it snowed for me! The rest of the time it was FREEZING!
Day three, I should've really written this down as the days went by. I've also waited a week to write about it. I'm pretty sure we went to Haarlem and then another town to find wooden shoes. In Haarlem, we went to stores and my mom just showed me the town and places she goes. I went to the largest costume store I've ever been in. OK, if you didn't know, I always have to use the restroom. That is a problem in The Netherlands! There are no bathrooms for the public and if you're lucky to find one, it cost money! Yes, it cost money to use the restroom in The Netherlands. It was usually .50 Euro. Even the outdoor restrooms at parks have a turn style that you have to pay. How crazy is that!
Day four, we went to Aachen Germany. We went to a Catholic church. It was beautiful. I would've loved to tour the entire building. I love architecture. We also went to the Christmas market and the regular town market. After a long day, we headed back home.
Day five, this was our longest day. We had to be at the store at 8 to buy our train tickets. Then we caught the bus at 8:20 or so. The bus took us to the train station. We took the train to Amsterdam, 3 hours. Then, we took a bus to Volendams. This was a cute little harbor. We had our picture taken, dressed up in Dutch outfits. It was funny. I looked hot, of course. Who could resist a girl in a skirt up to her boobs and plastic bonnet with wings? Don't forget the wooden shoes and basket full of cheese. Good times, good times. We looked around at the stores and by the time we were about to leave it started raining. We went back to Amsterdam and took a tram to the Anne Frank Museum. It was the building where her family went into hiding. Her father's factory was in the bottom and they ended up hiding in the annex. I really enjoyed being able to see exactly how it was set up and just could not imagine anything like that happening to me or people I know. I could not stop thinking about the girl I nanny for because she is Jewish and the same age Anne was. After the museum, we took the tram back to the train station, which is beautiful, and a train to Haarlem. Then, a bus back home.
Day 6, we went to, my favorite destination of the trip, Maastricht. It was a college town and I loved it. I could see myself living there. We went to different shops and then took a bus to Belgium. We were going to go to Brussels but didn't have enough time. The bus went into Belgium so we figured we would go to whatever town it took us to. We ended up not getting out of the bus and just going back to the train station. The town was small and had the same shopping as the other towns. Hey, I can say, I've been to Belgium. We then took the train to Valkenburg. It was a very cute town. The train station was the oldest in the Netherlands. There were the ruins of a castle. It was so cold that I just couldn't take it. We ended up only staying a short time and going back to the train station to go home.
Day 7, this was another long day. We took a bus to another bus, which took us to the train station. We took the train to Amsterdam and got off to take another train. We went to Zaanse Schans. We had to take a ferry over to the windmills. There were around 6 large windmills and various other smaller ones. There were patches of grass surrounded by water to keep the animals in their areas. After we walked around the town, we went back to the train station where we had to wait about an hour for a train. There was a derailing and technical problems. When a train finally stopped for us, we went back to Amsterdam. When we were getting off the train, I saw the Elders and talked with them for a couple minutes as we walked through the crowd of people. I get so excited when I see the elders. We took a boat ride through the canals. I really enjoyed this. I got to see so much and wasn't out in the freezing cold! Our captain seriously looked like a pirate. His navigational skills weren't the greatest. We slammed into a wall at one point. I got to watch the sunset as we road through the canals. It was amazing. When we finished, we walked through the town. We watched an old man buy a ton of weed in a head shop. I feel bad for the missionaries who have to serve in this area. I'm surprised they don't have to walk around with blinders on. We didn't stay long. Paul bought us french fries, we ate while walking back to the train. I guess it's a big thing for the dutch. He was disappointed I didn't put mayonnaise on top of them! When we got to the train station, we ran to our train because it had been delayed. It was jam packed! There were 30 of us standing in the little area you first enter. It was about an hour before anyone actually left the train. It was a major stop though so we were able to get seats.
Day 8 was my trip back home. This was the craziest day ever! We left at 7. John, Paul's neighbor, brought us to the train station. We got on the train and Paul said, "Is this the right train?" He then said, "Yeah." A little over an hour later, he said, "I've never been to this train stations before." Ok, I should've been in Dusseldorf already! We took the train to, I think, Dussel. Thank goodness, it was only an 8 minute train ride to the airport! The train came at 9:42. We got to the airport and took a sky tram to the checkin. I tried the self checkin but messed that up and I told the lady that I couldn't wait in the FOREVER LONG line because my flight left at 11:30. She looked at the clock and said, "Oh, go in this line and tell the girl I told you it was ok." The line was going fast. I checked my bags in and headed to security. I said a VERY fast good bye to my mom and Paul and stood in another line. My mom and Paul watched on the other side of a glass wall. Just my luck, my carry on was searched. I got through security and had to go through customs. Finally, I made it to my gate. 10 minutes later, we boarded the plane! Whooo. I flew into O'Hare and had to go through customs. Of course it was a long line. I was already scared I was going to miss my connecting flight. I had until 3:40 and it was 2:00. After customs I had to get my luggage and go through a different customs. Then, I had to take my luggage and drop it off at the baggage claim. Then, I had to go through security again. I then had to take a tram over to Terminal 1. Then I had to get my boarding pass. I went to a machine, it asked, "Did you check in any baggage?" I clicked yes, wrong answer. I guess I didn't because it was just being transferred. I asked a lady and she told me I had to wait in another FOREVER LONG line! I went back to the machine and tried it again, this time pushing no. It didn't work. I asked a guy working and it didn't work. I called information and she fixed the problem. I went to print my ticket and the machine was out of paper! I had to go to the next machine, which a lady was using. Finally, I printed my ticket and headed to security. I waited in, you guess it, a FOREVER LONG line. Finally, I made it through security, hoping I was good on time. I got to my gate and my plane was delayed until 4:20. The Steelers were on so I was fine with that. Then, it was delayed until 5, then 5:30, 6, 6:30, 7, 7:30, 8. One plus, I got to watch the entire game! We boarded the plane and it left the terminal at 8. We taxied for an hour! Finally taking off at 9. The turbulence was terrible! The flight attendants had to be seated and buckled the last hour. When we were landing, we were reminded that if we had an emergency evacuation we were to leave all of our carry on and exit the plane at the nearest exit! We landed safely and I made it home by 1! Now that was a day! I will get a flight straight over next time.
After reading this blog, the majority of writing is about transportation. I just didn't elaborate on the different cities. It was a really great time and interesting to see where my mom lives and how different some things are. I can't wait to go visit again, my mom thinks next time I'll be engaged or recently married. Paul said, "I guess you won't be coming back for a long time." OUCH! I'll put pictures in another entry.