Endearing Amsterdam

Our river cruise ended in Amsterdam, and instead of hopping into a plane right away, we stayed four additional days to explore this fascinating city.

Before I continue, here are a few things (straight out of Wikipedia) that you should know about this “stad”.

“Amsterdam is the capital city and most populous municipality of the Netherlands. It has a population of 854,047 within the city proper, 1,357,675 in the urban area and 2,410,960 in the metropolitan area.

Amsterdam’s name derives from Amstelredamme, (around a dam in the river Amstel.) The city has more than one hundred kilometers of grachten (canals), about 90 islands and 1,500 bridges.

Famous Amsterdam residents include Anne Frank, Rembrandt van RijnVincent van Gogh, and philosopher Baruch Spinoza.”

When you visit this city, you cannot miss the distinctive architectural style of the canal’s houses. They all display a Dutch Gable and if you pay attention, you will see a hook underneath. When you attach a pulley and a rope to it, you have a manual elevator to bring up any heavy or bulky item to the floor you choose.

“The Netherlands are wet, flat and full of stoned people.” John Entwistle

This sounds malicious but I found it to be partially true. The smell of pot is everywhere and on the Rembrandtplein square, many boisterous kids are obviously high.

In Holland, you will see no hills. The land is as flat as a pancake. One saying goes: “The land is so flat that you can see your dog running for three kilometers.”

So, this topography is ideal for bicyclists… and they are everywhere. They are also hazardous, especially for tourists. The bike riders appear silently from nowhere and show no intention of ever stopping. Some wear headphones, and some (horror) are using their phones while riding. Last but not least, nobody wears a helmet in Amseltown. Those things, everybody knows, are for American sissies.
When crossing any street, you better look (twice) right and left before venturing on the no Dutch man’s land know.

In Amsterdam, everybody (including cats and dogs) speaks English. The Dutch have always been seafarers and merchants and they will speak any language to sell their goods. And they are good at it. They put to shame pitiful monolingual Amerikanen.

While mingling with the natives, Tamara spotted a lot of well-heeled Russians. They are the Americans of yesteryear, spending money like drunken sailors. Nothing is too good or too expensive for them. Caviar and vodka days are here again.
Thank you, comrade Putin!

Amsterdam is above all a city of beer, boats, and bikes. If you have stamina and if you enjoy any of those things, this is the place for you.

A word of caution though: like any celebrated city, it is mobbed by hordes of tourists, especially in the summer.

Dag dag!

Alain

On this edition, you will get 2 photo albums for the price of one. Enjoy!

In search of the Lorelei

We are (finally) back. It is always exciting to go on a journey… but by George, it is absolutely wonderful to come home.

Most of you already know that time off can mean hard labor, especially when an “excursion” (or two) awaits you every single day of your getaway. And hard labor it was. According to my iPhone, on the average, we walked between 4 and 5 miles a day (often more), which was a lot to take for my left foot still suffering from “plantar fasciitis”.

So how was our trip to the old continent in general? It was great. And the “old continent” by the way has a lot to teach us and is often more cutting edge than our vaunted New World.

The airfare (Economy Premium) from San Francisco to Paris was fairly comfortable but 10 hours resting on my derriere is a bit much. Every part of my body deserves respect and I am sorry to say that I grossly disrespected that part.

The biggest hassle on this trip was the flight connection from Paris to Zurich in the Charles de Gaulle airport. The distance from one satellite to the other is humongous and it is a long-distance marathon for exhausted passengers.

Fortunately, my travel agent (Jan Toulon) had the great forward-thinking idea of asking for “assistance”. So, waiting for me in Paris was an Air-France wheelchair driving attendant to take me painlessly to my destination. Thank you, Jan, for that lifesaving suggestion.

We embarked on the “Avalon Panorama” in Basel (Switzerland) and disembarked in Amsterdam a week later. The ship was 443 feet long and 36 feet wide. But most excellently, it carried only 156 passengers with a crew of 52 people. In my book, bigger is never better!

The rooms were spacious, the service excellent and the food to die for. The only setback was the cold weather. It snowed in Basel and rained intermittently throughout our journey. But this didn’t dampen our spirit. We just bundled up and soldiered on.

Every excursion was led by a “guide” who always had a scintillating command of the English language. I would be willing to bet that half of California is not as proficient in English as our guides were.

For each excursion, all the participants were given a Bluetooth earpiece which allowed us to hear very clearly the guide’s comments… even when they strayed 30 feet away from that person.

As you can imagine I took a lot of pictures. This cruise and the subsequent stay in Amsterdam were a photographer’s dream come true. So, I shot around 3000 pictures which (after a strenuous effort) I managed to bring down to about 800.

I will probably post 3 or 4 albums; two devoted to the Rhine cruise and the 2 others devoted to Amsterdam.

Good to be back. I hope that you will like the pictures.

Alain

 

Wine Country 2019

A photographer strives for perfection. So, he takes shot after shot hoping that each new snapshot will be better than the previous one. Needless to say that a photographer is also an addict; he cannot stop shooting.

This long preamble is to explain why yesterday in Sonoma I took around 1000 pictures (with different cameras) that I had to process the next day. I had to make difficult choices and dispose of about 600 pictures… and that’s why I am late with my report.

You might also notice that the pictures are not in a sequential order due to the fact that they were taken with different recording devices.

This being said, Sunday’s tournament turned out to be a memorable day due first to its attendance (60 doublettes), to the caliber of the contestants and maybe also to the non-negligible purses offered to the winners. For those who were not there, the first place is the Concours netted $1600.00 for the winners.

Players came from everywhere, including Mexico (Memo Garcia and his compañeros), and the place sounded for a while like the United Nations.

The weather also cooperated. It was not too cold and not to hot, just perfect pétanque weather.

The tournament started Saturday and continued on Sunday. The Valley of the Moon by the way, did an excellent job organizing this event. Maggie Lane and her Merrymen outdid themselves. Congratulations guys for an outstanding job.

A lot of things happened that day and I won’t be able to cover everything in detail, but I was privileged to witness the Concours’ finals and it was a doozy. Pétanque at its best.

Before I go any further, a brief historical note. Since the 12th century, Montjoie Saint Denis! was the battle cry of the Kings of France.
I don’t know if you have noticed, but in our area a new battle cry has emerged. It is: Jean-Michel! From now on, before you go to battle, proudly perform your new haka: Jean-Michel!

The finalists were Damien Hureau and Eric Moutard on one side and Mark Greenberg and Bruno le Boursicaud on the other side. All champs in their own right.

It was a very tight and exciting game. There were “carreaux” galore and fantastically accurate shots. The cochonnet was shot out five times, on purpose. I will repeat myself one more time and restate that “pétanque is good for you, it keeps you humble.”

To play at this level, you have to know how to shoot, how to point and how to execute “plombés.” You also have to understand the game thoroughly and make the right decisions when it matters.

Until the end, the conclusion was in the balance. The players reached an 11/11 score and anybody could have won.

Mark Greenberg and Bruno le Boursicaud did it and concluded 13/11.

Damien Hureau, Eric Moutard, Bruno le Boursicaud, Mark Greenberg

A memorable day! Glad I could have witnessed it.

Alain

Final results per Maggie Lane (VOMPC President)

Concours A
1st Place: Mark Greenberg / Bruno le Boursicaud
2nd Place: Damian Hureau / Eric Moutard
3rd & 4th: Speter Gilles / Didier Pelerud
Jean-Pierre Subrenat / Jean-Francois Hemon
5th – 8th: Gaby Ravelojaona / Santatra Ravelojaona
Ed Porto / Rene Van Kesteren
Peter Mathis / Mickey Coughlin
Michael Kronenborg / Will Poire

Concours B
1st Place:  Wolfgang Kurz / Manu LeBihan
2nd Place: Paul Yang / Jer Thao
3rd & 4th:  By Vang / Fue Vang
Bill Miller / Delio Cuneo

Consolante A 
1st Place: PJ Mallette / Bekah Howe
2nd Place: Carlos Couto / Eric Thiebault
3rd & 4th: Memo Garcia / Guadalupe Palau
Paul Bissonnette / Michel Yang

Consolante B
1st Place: Ed Clay / Ted Ricketts
2nd Place: Erin McTaggart / Mike Menefee

As usual, feel free to download any of my pictures, but when posting any of them on social media, please include photo credit (Photos by Alain Efron). Thank you.