A Glimpse of the Beauty of the Netherlands

One need not go very far to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the Netherlands.

Take these photos, for instance. They’re photos of a river that can be found just behind Amsterdam’s RAI International Exhibition and Congress Center. [NB: 'RAI' is pronounced as 'rye', i.e. rhyming with 'my'.]

Please click on each photo to see a larger version.

Dutch scene 1

The river waters were quite murky and did not stir my interest at first glance. As I took in the entire scene, however, I gasped and forgot to breathe for a moment. For the river waters provided the perfect mirror to reflect the azure skies and puffy white clouds, as well as the cascading leaves of the trees along the riverbank. And I was just blown away.

Dutch scene 2

It was a magical moment for me — the spring air was crisp and cool to the skin; the mallard ducks swam silently along the river waters, as though afraid to break the stillness of the morning; the sun was shining brightly, as though in apology for the dull, grey, rainy gloom that pervaded the previous day.

And the light — the magical Dutch light as explained in an article in a 2008 issue of KLM Royal Dutch Airlines’ inflight magazine, the Holland Herald — provided everything that I needed to capture that moment forever with my trusty old Nikon D40, without need for any editing afterwards. For it is light that makes a photograph sublime, with composition only a distant second.

Dutch scene 3

Call me simple, if you will, but I found beauty in these seemingly mundane, everyday scenes.

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Jetlagged In KL

I arrived KL Saturday morning but jetlag has kept me from writing any new posts. All I’ve been doing was sleeping the weekend away. The six-hour time difference truly wreaked havoc on my physiological system, not to mention the 11-hour flight from Amsterdam to Singapore, plus the two-hour transit in Singapore and 45-minute flight from Singapore to KL (waiting time for luggage and drive back home from KLIA not included).

So until I’ve achieved some semblance of normalcy,  this short post would have to suffice for now. I just wanted to let you all know that I’m back and that I’ll be posting lots of stuff — with pics, naturally — about the Netherlands and Belgium in the next few days. Nothing on Bruges, though, because that part of the trip was canceled due to time constraints. But there will be a small giveaway. So keep posted ;)

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Amsterdam, Here I Come…

Again.

Amsterdam

But this time around, it’ll be for business. So I’m not sure if I can get any sightseeing done.

But the good news is: I’ll be making a quick stop at the picturesque town of Bruges in Belgium, where I definitely will be doing some sightseeing. Wheee!

I’ll be back in the blogosphere after a week. Ta-ta for now :)

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Missing Omani Kebab

What is it with me and food from faraway places that I visit?

I’ve been craving for Omani kebab lately like crazy. And it didn’t help when I browsed through the pics that I took in Oman and found this shot that I took of an old man selling kebab from the roadside, somewhere along a highway to As-Seeb.

Omani man selling kebab

The chunks of lamb were unbelievably tender, the flavours so intense — sour and salty and distinctively smokey — that typing these words alone has already triggered a massive flooding from my salivary glands.

I suppose it was quite a sight that night: 2 BMW’s parked at the roadside, surrounded by two Omani men clad in their dishdasha and kumma,  two Asian men clad in Western garb, three Asian woman also in Western clothes but with hennaed hands and feet, chomping happily on stick after stick after stick of kebabs that only cost 100 baisas each (RM1 ~ USD0.30).

kebab stop

I find that it’s little things like this that make the most memorable moments in my trips — not the bright and shiny airports and shopping malls, but the small, unexpected encounters with the local people and local food.

Psst…here’s a secret: I always have charcoal tablets to fall back on, just in case the local food doesn’t agree with my digestive system ;)

My apologies for the grainy photos. I wasn’t sure how the old man would react to my taking photos without asking for permission first. Thus, I just took a few shots using whatever available light was there (i.e. from the dim streetlamp) before he could even realise that I was taking photos, albeit from a distance.

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The Great Missed Call Mystery

missed callIt’s a universal fact that your mobile phone almost always rings when you’re in the bathroom or busy with something or another.

By the time you’re reunited with your phone, you pick it up and scroll through the ‘Missed Calls’ list to check who it was. You see an unfamiliar number and, for a moment, you hesitate if you should call or not.

What if it’s urgent?

What if it’s your son, using a friend’s phone with a prepaid number and his friend has ran out of credit?

What if it’s your mom, stuck with a flat tyre and an empty battery, borrowing a stranger’s phone?

So you decide to satisfy your curiousity and call back.

The phone rings once, twice, thrice…then you find yourself taken aback by an unfamiliar voice at the other end that demands to know, “Who is this?”

You stutter and say, “I’m just returning your call. You called me just a while ago,” silently berating yourself for even bothering to call the dimwit back.

Sometimes, it gets worse: he/she even gets the nerve to ask who you are and where you are located. “Siapa tu? Kat mana ni?”

The worst case I ever got? It turned out to be some telemarketer, who then proceeded smoothly to make his pitch.

Does this happen to you, too?

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