Friday, October 28, 2011

Fiets freaks!

Now, here's a (quick!) blog entry that is way over due! Cycling, Dutch style!

One thing I love about living in Holland are the bikes. A few well-known facts are that every Dutch person has at least one bike, there are more bikes than cars in this country, and many bikes end up in the 4000km of canals and rivers throughout the country. I heard that every year the City of Amsterdam literally rakes the canals for bikes, then fixes them up and sells them!

Bicycle diversity

This country is outstanding on all accounts when it comes to bikes. In the Netherlands, about 27% of all trips were made by using the bicycle in 2006, and other sources claim it's more like 33%--an impressive mode share to us Americans (we're at, what, 3% in San Francisco?!), but considered 'low' to the Dutch Ministry of the Environment, even though it's the highest rate in Europe. A majority of these trips are traveling to work or to shop, and rarely ever for recreational purposes. Why, you ask, is the Netherlands the capital of cycling? Good question. I can think of a couple reasons (Dutch readers, please give input!).






First, the country is very flat. Almost painfully so. This makes for leisurely cycling, so you're not too sweaty when you get to the office. Another reason, the incredible infrastructure. Timed bike traffic lights,  abundant (yet never enough!) bike parking, visible and plentiful way-finding signs, and of course the fietspad all make for easy cycling in this country. Almost always you'll find yourself cycling on a fietspad, or 'bike path,' in the city or countryside--an off-street 4'-10' path, often colored red, usually buffered by parked cars, and sometimes raised from the street. It's truly divine.

Another [better?] rationale for cycling is that it's just normal. Cycling has been around in Holland since the late 1800s and the separated cycle path movement began in the early 1900s and continues today. Cycling is not a political or individual statement here, it's the norm. And a safe norm, for that matter. Even in a modern city like Rotterdam!

Separated cycle paths are obviously wonderful for cycling safety, but more than that, drivers here are also cyclists themselves and therefore drivers are cautious of cyclists. The driver-cyclist relationship is respectful, friendly, and symbiotic (for the most part).


You honestly cannot walk 10 feet without seeing something to do with the bicycle. And neither wind, rain, nor snow will stop people from using their bike. No matter what--you'll always see the fietspad full of cyclists!

Well, Elliot and I are off to the Dutch countryside for a short weekend adventure. We hope to see
some nature, enjoy the crisp outdoors, and take advantage of the beautiful fall colors while the leaves are still on the trees. We're not bringing our bikes--our feet will have to do!

xo

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Oh, lovely, magical Istanbul

After our all-too-quick three nights in Göreme, we hopped on another Turkish Air flight back to Istanbul. I was super excited for the in-flight meal! This time we got spicy kebab, rice pilaf, smoked salmon salad, and a brownie!


[L] Mt. Erciyas, whose eruption 2000 years ago formed the fairy chimneys of Gorëme [R] Istanbul


Our hotel was located right in the heart of the Sultanahmet district, which is mostly touristic but a great location for our short stay because we were within walking distance to all the heavy-hitter sights. We arrived around 4pm and met up with Bethany and Kevin for rooftop beers and sunset. The view from the roof was pretty darn breathtaking. The Agean Sea to the west, Blue Mosque to the north, the Hagia Sophia to the south, and various other mosques' minarets sprouting from other areas as well. Wow. 


Blue Mosque


As the sun set behind the Blue Mosque, we heard the beginnings of the call to prayer from one of the mosques. After a moment, another started; soon we had no idea where the calls came from because each echoed off different buildings from all seven hills of the city. It was surreal. Calming, yet also haunting. 

Monday, October 10, 2011

Cozy Cappadocia


I just couldn't resist when a good friend from way back in the day says, "You wanna meet me in Turkey?!" Plus, two more good friends were traveling there anyways, so how could I miss the opportunity!?!


Rock caves of Göreme
After much debate on where we should spend the mere six nights, we decided on Göreme--a small village in a borderless region of Turkey called Cappadocia (Kap-a-DOK-ya). Leila and I met at the airport in Istanbul and then hopped on a domestic flight to Keyseri. [sidenote: Turkish Air is uh-mazing; full meals on both flights, including wine!] We'd arranged a shuttle to drive us from the airport to Göreme. It took longer than we thought, and we finally arrived at our small hotel, Koza Cave Hotel, around 11pm.
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