Day 9 - Amsterdam and Day 10 - Travel

At Courtney’s recommendation we woke up early to go the Aalsmeer flower auction “ForaHolland.” I guess this story starts a few days ago. I had looked up how to get there and there is a bus that goes there which we planned to take. When I checked last night to make sure about the timing of the bus, there was a “No Service” notice on google. I used google translate with the information and it turns out the workers of that train service are on strike! This is the only public bus that goes to the FloraHolland that takes less than 2 hours of travel. So, we decided that since it is relatively close to Schiphol Airport, it wouldn’t be a problem to get an Uber there. We woke up early, got an Uber, and arrive at FloraHolland around 7:20am.

Now I can explain what FloraHolland is the largest international auction and distribution center for plants and flowers in the world. Pictures of each stage will come later, but my understanding is that growers from all over the world, mostly Holland and other parts of Europe though, are members of a coop. They all send their flowers to FloraHolland where they are auctioned to get the best price. The flowers are sent to the warehouse in Aalsmeer via truck, plane, or ship. The flowers are stored in large cooling rooms (think costco refrigeration room) depending on the flower or warm holding rooms. Roses for example, are stored at 3 degrees C. The very next morning, the flowers that arrived since the previous day’s auction, are auctioned. Buyers can attend the auction in one of 3 different ways. 1. In person - there is a large auditorium type room with desks and computers where buyers can sit and watch the auction clock and bid. 2. Remote auction clock locations - there are 4 auction clock locations in different parts of Holland and 1 in Germany where buyers can sit and watch the clock and bid. 3. From a remote computer anywhere - buyers can be in their own warehouse and use their own computer to participate remotely.

Once the flowers are purchased, they are pulled from the storage spaces to lanes in a buffer zone. This is done by hooking carts to conveyer belts inside the floor. The carts travel in rows and are sorted into aisles within each buffer zone. Then there are people riding little motorized transport trams that go to the buffer zone and depending on their seniority, take a cart of flowers, scan it, and are told through a headset where the flowers need to go. They take the flowers to a buyer’s aisle and offload the number of flowers purchased onto the buyer’s carts. There are people standing at each aisle to make sure the correct type and number of flowers is put in the buyer’s area. Once the buyer’s carts are filled, they are connected together and a slightly larger transport tram hauls the line of connected carts to the buyer’s warehouse area.

Some buyers have warehouse areas inside the FloraHolland warehouse building, so those are taken there quickly, some are transported to the secondary warehouse across the highway. If this were done by truck, it would take 45 minutes to transport the flowers across the highway because of the way the roads are structured, so instead, they built a 15km enclosed bridge with a transport system. The carts are loaded two at a time into an elevator, they are lifted up and then loaded onto arms hanging from a track in the ceiling. The arms carry the flower carts across the bridge to the other warehouse where sellers retrieve them. It takes about 10 minutes to transport the flowers across the bridge.

Once the sellers have the flowers they purchased, they are inspected and packed into boxes for shipping. They are then transported to their final location of markets or flower shops where the public can purchase them. The entire process from FloraHolland receiving the flowers to arriving at the shop to be sold takes between 24 and 48 hours depending on where the final destination is.

We also saw a flower lab where they examine the life span of different types of flowers and do research to figure out how to make the flowers last longer. They simulate the transport time and process before placing the flowers in a vase in a simulated living room with stable temperature and humidity. Each flower vase is placed under a camera that takes a picture every few minutes and creates a time lapse image of the flowers from the time they arrive in somene’s home to when they die. They also dye flowers there. Dying flowers either involves putting the stem of a neutral colored flower into a dye and allowing it to be absorbed or spraying the flower with a dye directly onto the petals. Some of the examples they gave were black roses, which are red roses that are sprayed a dark color and rainbow roses where the bottom of the stem is split into 4 sections, each placed in a different colored dye which is then soaked up into the petals to create the rainbowed effect.

When we were ready to leave, we had a bit of an unexpected adventure because there was supposed to be a photo booth and green screen area where we could play and take pictures at the end of the tourist walkway. When we finally got there, it was all shut down and closed. When we tried to exit, the exit was locked! We tried the entrance doors and they were locked too. Every door we tried was locked. We knew the auction ended at 9am, but when we bought tickets in the visitor center they didn’t tell us that even though the warehouse continues working that they lock all the tourist doors at 9am. We ended up watching some employees of the warehouse who were standing on the tourist walkway go out a door past a sign that said “No Tourist” so we followed them and walked out of the building that way. I of course, was panicking but Joel thought it was funny.

We used the WiFi there to get an Uber back to Amsterdam and met up with Chiara and Alberto at the Rijksmuseum. Joel and I had decided that if we wanted to fit in everything left on our “to do list” for Amsterdam on our last day, that we needed to keep to a tight schedule. We opted to only see the highlights at the Rijksmuseum instead of wandering through in great detail. Chiara and Alberto wanted to take their time and see everything, well as much as they could in a day. So we entered together, but quickly split up. The museum floor plan highlighted the most famous works in each room so we made sure to see all of those. There were about 30. Some of the rooms we took more time in if we were interested, but for the most part, we saw 3 floors of the museum, including all of the highlights, in 2 hours. My favorite highlight that wasn’t a true museum highlight was this picture made using the hair of two men who were killed and buried together. At some point their bodies were moved to a different burial location and after the move, certain pieces of their bodies began appearing in different places. One example is this little picture that was made from their hair. Gross.

We also really enjoyed the room with scale models of boats. It turns out they were primarily used by architects to present their boat design ideas to people who were looking to have boats built but couldn’t read paper plans. The 3-D models helped them to visualize what the boat would really look like.

We had to stop taking pictures at some point through the museum because Joel’s phone battery was dying and we had to save it to use the map to get around for the rest of the day!

After the Rijksmuseum we walked though an outdoor market on our way to the Portuguese Synagogue in the Jewish quarter. We stopped for fresh stroopwafel that was really made right there. We watched them put the dough into the waffle iron, then slice it in half lengthwise, put the caramel filing in, and put it back together. We got to eat it hot and fresh. Definitely the best stroopwafel I’ve had there. Joel stopped for fresh herring again and went for the authentic method of just a long fish on a plate with some onions. He lifted it up, tipped his head back, and slid it right into his mouth.

After our eating adventures, we got to the Portuguese synagogue. We don’t have any pictures because the phone battery was dying but it was very interesting to see such an old synagogue, especially because it was set up in the sephardic way, which is different from how we do it. The audio guide gave lots of information about how the synagogue was set up, who sat where, and what different areas were used for. The most interesting part was of course that the synagogue survived WWII. It actually was just pure luck because the nazis didn’t want to use the synagogue as a holding place for Jews because it has so many windows that would have been too difficult to black out, so they just ignored the building altogether. The synagogue is still used today, although they have done a lot of work to keep it the way it was originally built. There is no electricity or heating in the main sanctuary area so candles on chandeliers are used for lighting at night. It is supposed to be very beautiful and magical looking on Kol Nidre.

Next we went to the Jewish History museum, which was just across the street from the synagogue. I thought it was very interesting how they structured the museum because I expected it to mostly focus on WWII, but in fact, it started with Jewish history much farther back and discussed how Jewish families moved to Holland, specifically Amsterdam, to escape religious persecution in Southern European countries (like Portugal). Amsterdam was a sort of haven for Jewish families who wanted to practice Judaism without persecution. Although, there were challenges with integrating into society because it was such a heavily Christian country at the time. Eventually the Jews were able to find jobs and create jobs for themselves running businesses and supporting each other. More established Jews would help new families moving to the area and Jewish education centers were formed.

The last part of the museum was about WWII and how the Jews in Amsterdam specifically were effected. There were videos of survivors who shared stories about how they reintegrated after the war without any resources. One woman’s interview talked about how when the death camps were shut down, she was put on a train back to Amsterdam. The train arrived in the middle of the night and she had nowhere to go. Someone offered to take her somewhere and she had an address where she used to live, but didn’t know who lived there anymore so she was reluctant to just show up in the night. Someone went to the address and an old acquaintance lived there. He came to get her from the train station and told her she could stay the night but in the morning she had to leave but that everything in the house was now his, including a brush set that she had asked for for her birthday from her parents as a young child that she saw still in the house. The man who lived in the house gave her a box of photographs and told her to get out the next day. She didn’t say where she went after that, but she said that in the box of photos there was one of her with the brush set. She brought the photo to the police to prove that it was hers and eventually the police got it back from the man for her. At the end of the interview, the camera followed her into her bedroom where she showed the brush set was still on her dressing table.

After the war, many of the people who had called Amsterdam their home, chose not to stay after they were returned. Many people moved to Israel once it was an established country, but others moved to different places in Europe and the US. There were also two special exhibits there. One was a series of over 200 paintings done by a woman who was having a mental breakdown/crisis. I don’t remember the story exactly, but something like she born in 1917 and when she was 9 years old her mother committed suicide. After she finished grade school, she went to live with her grandparents and then her grandmother attempted suicide. The grandmother revealed the family secret that all of the women in the family had committed suicide, and then the grandmother succeeded in committing suicide shortly after. The woman then went to a therapist to deal with the trauma of finding out the information about her family and suffering they loss of her mother and grandmother. The therpist suggested that she consider painting as a way to cope and express her feelings while she was in crisis. So she created over 200 paintings in about 2 years and included some letters and journal entries in the exhibit. At some point, her grandfather died, and there was a letter that surfaced at one point that is now missing again where she confessed to poisoning her grandfather. Eventually she was killed in WWII. I have to say, that was certainly not my favorite exhibit.

The second special exhibit was about Jewish music. They had a large table with headphones and you could listen to music written by Jews in a variety of different genres. That was a lot more fun and we spent some time listening to music in there.

After the museum, we wanted to check out a brewery that was suggested to us. Chiara and Alberto met us there and we ended up spending a lot of time there! Joel said the beer was great and the atmosphere was very nice. They had long tables so different groups of people all sat together. We ordered some cheese to munch on and ended up talking to the women sitting next to us. Two of them were from Paris but one now lives in Toronto with her boyfriend and works at a French bookstore. The other one from Paris lives in Amsterdam with her partner, who is from Amsterdam. The common language between them is English and they shared a little game with us that they were playing. It was called Regenwormen, essentially “rain worm” which is designed to be a little game to play to pass the time when it’s raining. It was a great game! They tried to tell us to keep the game because we loved it so much, but Joel and I decided to make our own when we get home, which should be easy enough. After some convincing, Chiara and Alberto took the game in exchange for buying them some beers.

Also, we had bought some kinder eggs a few days before and decided to eat them and play with the toys there at the brewery. Joel’s toy was the worst. It was some kind of animal, maybe a cat, that had a few tails that he had to assemble. Chiara said it looked like the Pokémon vulpix. My toy was the best! It was a Minions movie toy of the little girl whose ponytail was a paintbrush. She stood on a platform with a little disc of red and blue watercolor paints. There was a small space to put some water and you could dip the hair of the girl into the water, then the paint. We used beer instead of water and took turns painting the paper coasters from the brewery. Chiara, Joel and I made paintings and Alberto was our competition judge. Chiara’s toy was a little man with a face that twisted around and had two different facial expressions. Alberto’s toy was a Minion with a drill that twisted around. Joel was very jealous of the minion toy!

Chiara and Alberto were telling us that last night, while we were having pancakes with Courtney, they got jacket potatoes for dinner. They are sort of like loaded baked potatoes except there are a lot of options for what they can be “loaded” with. We decided to go there again for dinner so Joel and I could try it and because Chiara loves them. She said they had them in Austria too.

After dinner we said a sad goodbye because our trip was over! We split up to go back to pack and sleep. Joel wanted to see if we could find a place for him to get a pastry or something sweet on the way back so we walked around a little and found a tiny shop that had disgusting looking pizzas and hot dogs, waffles, and a cooler with drinks in the back. Inside the cooler was a huge selection of different Fantas. They had pineapple, apple, exotic, orange, lemon, berry, grape, and one I can’t remember that was bright blue. We took some pictures but didn’t buy any because we still had the cassis flavor to try. Joel now regrets not getting the Apple Fanta. I guess we’ll just have to go back again next time!

Day 10 - Travel home

We checked our flight status before going to bed and everything was on time. When we got to the airport in the morning, we found that our flight was delayed 2 hours. Of course that meant we were also going to miss our connection. We stood in line for 2 hours at the check in desk to see if we could get rebooked but the only other flight going from Washington to Newark tonight was completely full. The next option was to stay overnight in Washington and fly back to Newark at 8am the next morning. We decided to keep our ticket for our flight that we originally booked in case maybe that plane would be delayed too. I am writing this on the plane from Amsterdam to Washington and it looks like we are supposed to land at 4:55pm and our next flight is scheduled to leave at 5:10 so we won’t make it for sure. Fingers crossed it is delayed or we can get on the 7:30 flight on standby. Otherwise we will have to decide if we want to rent a car, drive to Newark to get Joel’s car, and drive home (4.5 hour trip at least) or wait until the morning to get home.

To be continued…




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