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Location Date Tue, 03 January 2017 1483478880 Mon, 17 August 2015 1439832840 Thu, 08 August 2013
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Day 111
7 Aug 2013
Haarlem
“Hello” I said when I walked into a bar in
the centre of Haarlem. Beside the girl bartender there was no one there. I
ordered a beer and looked around. Nothing had changed by the looks of it. The
last time I had been there was around 10 years ago. I took a photograph of the
picture hanging on the back wall above the entrance to the toilet, showing
three man side by side.
Do you any family in Holland?, is a
question I get asked often . I suppose I
have but have lost the connection with everyone as I am the youngest of the
family and so was my mother. My
father’s family came from a few hundred
km away and I never had contact with cousins or anyone else.
When I entered Haarlem I could not find an
entrance to the city centre as al the streets were closed off. I stopped at the
“Botermarkt (Butter market) to visit one of the oldest stores in town; a
chemist shop dating back to 1849 where very little has changed. ( as you can
see in the picture) The have a shield with “Hofleverancier” on the front of the
building, this means “Supplier to the Royal Palace”
Diagonally across the road I notice the bar
and the painting on the wall. The painting was suppose to be replica of a
painting made by Frans Hals, a famous Dutch master, however not many people
know it is the face of my uncle, my mother’s brother and my cousin.
“Do you know them?” the girl asked. “I have
never seen you here before”, she continued.
“that’s right” I said, and continued to tell her that the man in the
middle of the picture was my uncle flanked by his his son and grandson.
It had been a very long time, a vaguely
remembered where my uncle had lived, only a few streets away. The girl in the
bar told me that she knows my other cousin also and where she lived, she was
now 75 years old and sometime came around for a coffee. For an hour I tried to
locate her without success. I knew she was a widow and probably still carries
her husband’s name, as her maiden name
did not make sense to anyone I asked in the street .
better luck next time
7 Aug 2013
Haarlem
“Hello” I said when I walked into a bar in
the centre of Haarlem. Beside the girl bartender there was no one there. I
ordered a beer and looked around. Nothing had changed by the looks of it. The
last time I had been there was around 10 years ago. I took a photograph of the
picture hanging on the back wall above the entrance to the toilet, showing
three man side by side.
Do you any family in Holland?, is a
question I get asked often . I suppose I
have but have lost the connection with everyone as I am the youngest of the
family and so was my mother. My
father’s family came from a few hundred
km away and I never had contact with cousins or anyone else.
When I entered Haarlem I could not find an
entrance to the city centre as al the streets were closed off. I stopped at the
“Botermarkt (Butter market) to visit one of the oldest stores in town; a
chemist shop dating back to 1849 where very little has changed. ( as you can
see in the picture) The have a shield with “Hofleverancier” on the front of the
building, this means “Supplier to the Royal Palace”
Diagonally across the road I notice the bar
and the painting on the wall. The painting was suppose to be replica of a
painting made by Frans Hals, a famous Dutch master, however not many people
know it is the face of my uncle, my mother’s brother and my cousin.
“Do you know them?” the girl asked. “I have
never seen you here before”, she continued.
“that’s right” I said, and continued to tell her that the man in the
middle of the picture was my uncle flanked by his his son and grandson.
It had been a very long time, a vaguely
remembered where my uncle had lived, only a few streets away. The girl in the
bar told me that she knows my other cousin also and where she lived, she was
now 75 years old and sometime came around for a coffee. For an hour I tried to
locate her without success. I knew she was a widow and probably still carries
her husband’s name, as her maiden name
did not make sense to anyone I asked in the street .
better luck next time
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