10.03.2014

THIS TIME I DIDN'T GET TO SEE THE HOLSTEIN! SHOOT!

THIS TIME I DIDN'T GET TO SEE THE HOLSTEIN! SHOOT!, Beril Dilsiz | 10.03.2014

From the first moment your feet touch the ground of a different land you feel its magic. Like a hound you sniff the air for that scent of discovery and are consumed with an irrepressible sense of curiosity. You lose all intentions you ever had to get any sleep because every second, every fraction of a second is too precious. Every new country means learning a new life. Different dreams, different joys, different families, different foods, different faces, different a lot of things....

Even as you descend into Amsterdam's Schipol Airport you notice Holland's uniqueness with the first glance upon its windmills, flat lands, and the familiar air of village life. After landing you find yourself exactly in that synthesis of a village feel and modernity. Upon seeing all this, don't you think it would be fair to call Holland something of a "modern village?"

Holland is a European country that has lost neither the texture nor the essence of a village. But this doesn't mean that farming and stockbreeding are their primary modes of commerce. On the contrary industrial chimneys and banks are everywhere to be found, and the books and newspapers and writers and readers found within society is impressive. There are stall-handlers, waiters, village women, regular people who speak multiple languages and particularly fluent English.

Much of the land is below sea level and is therefore practically swimming in water. And the life for those above water includes people of all ages who go everywhere by bike or are sportive on the flat roads of the country. The canals everywhere give you the feel of Venice. In empty fields you'll see sheep, cows through the windshield of your car all mixed in with the smells of their droppings. Over the whole stretch of road you see large roses swaying in the wind, houses with colored roofs that are a symbol of Baroque architecture, trees dancing in the wind, tulips everywhere in the month of April, swans and ducks swimming in the river and the magical fairytales of yore all within you....

Cities all within minutes of one another... A fishing village on the one hand and the massive buildings of the capital of Amsterdam on the other... Nighttime offers a different set of colors... For 2 Euros you can take photos with the superheroes waiting for you (People in Mask, Batman, etc. costumes) and another step ahead you'll be greeted by a star out of Madame Tussauds, with the artistry of legends all out of wax....

Amsterdam is a city that is consumed by vice... A place without norms... A place where homosexual love is legal, where drugs are sold like bread and cheese, where women of the night look at as if watching the latest new release, "selling themselves"... People of every race and culture meet in Dam Square, which is a fusion of tourist attractions... And at the western end of the square is even Amsterdam's Royal Palace...

Holland, seen through the eyes of Turks, is a fairytale thrown up on a canvas... You can feel the peace, the order and the silence just oozing out of that canvas. While Holland is like this, and while for people accustomed to the screeching and honking and general noise of their homeland, every so often one misses the noise and chaos and sleeplessness... Even the perfect fairytale can seem boring after a while... or just the end of the doldrums of the workday reminds one of their homelands...

Holland has exactly the right amount of sweetness. On one menu we have Turkey as a nice main course, full of passion and flavor and for those who want excitement. But before sleep there's Holland. As it is Holland best understands the sweet side of things. And besides Dutch cuisine is really just a mix of cuisines from all over the world, not at the absolute top of the class.

But their milk was amazing! Sweet and odorless... if only I'd been able to see the cows themselves, that would have been like the sweetest of sweet desserts. Either way, there's always a next time...

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