Saturday is Market Day in Haarlem! This was only a small sample of the goods available for sale. The breads smelled heavenly, and the Stroopwafels were to die for! A very thin waffle sandwich with syrup or honey in the middle to hold it together. Crispy and warm, fresh off the griddle. Yum!
The market is held just outside the church. Interestingly, low buildings containing shops have been attached around the outside of the church walls.
We had another little stroll around and outside the town.
There were a couple of tall ships berthed in the canal.
Brad at the edge of the old town with the traffic barrier in the background. The centre pole just behind his left elbow retracts into the ground for authorized vehicles to pass. All deliveries to shops and restaurants must be completed in the morning hours.
Rob, Imca and Thea picked us up and we drove up to Zaanse Schans for the day. It is about an hour northeast of Haarlem. This is us crossing the Noordzeekanaal (North Sea Canal) on the ferry.
Zaans Schans is like a pioneer village at home. Several working windmills and other buildings were moved here to preserve them from destruction in the 1960's. All the mills have names and are still working today. 'De Kat' is a paint mill that was built in 1664 (it also grinds pigments for paint, chalk used at the local linoleum manufacturer, and oil, also for paint). 'De Zoeker' (The Seeker) was built in 1610 and is a vegetable oil mill. One of the mills is a sawmill, one grinds cocoa and another grinds spices.
You know that wooshing sound the movie superhero makes when he flies across the screen? That is exactly the sound the sail of a windmill makes when you are standing next to it. From a distance is looks like it is moving slowly, but when you are beside it, it is fast, and it makes the whole building shake.
The inner workings.
We took a short canal cruise and got to see some more homes right on the water.
My new obsession. In Scotland it was chimney pots, in the Netherlands it is the symbols in the windows above the doors.
We also went to the clog workshop and learned how a block of poplar becomes a wooden shoe.
A last look at the pastoral Zaanse Schans, a land of farms and industry.










































