Thursday, May 17, 2012

Day 4: Jewish Quarter and Walking Amsterdam

Day 4: Jewish Quarter and Walking Amsterdam


Our  consolation prize for today is a trip to the Jewish Quarter.   Our first stop was for breakfast at Jennifer’s, a small restaurant around the corner from our hotel for Dutch pancakes. These a bit like crepes, but a little thicker and not folded.  Marty had strawberry pancakes with strawberry ice cream (at 8:30 a.m.!).  I have to admit, it did look pretty good.  I was a traditionalist, with apple, and Jeri had banana (both without ice cream). With plenty of  pancakes and coffee, we began our cross town trek to the Jewish Quarter.




Jewish life in the Netherlands, especially in Amsterdam, flourished in the 1500’s and 1600’s in part due to the flight from Spain and Portugal during the Inquisition and in part due to religious tolerance in the Netherlands.  The Portuguese Synagogue, built in 1675, is still in function today as it was then, no electricity (still lit by candles) and no heat (there is a separate winter sanctuary which has been modernized).  The sanctuary held over 600 men on the ground floor and 200 women in the separated gallery upstairs.  Interestingly, they had a choir composed of men and soprano boys. Several of the 66 Torahs in the synagogue were displayed along with the silver crowns and embroidered covers. 













Across the street from the Portuguese Synagogue is the Jewish cultural museum, Joods Historich Museum.  This is a complex of 4 synagogues built by Ashkenazi Jews in the 17th  and 18th Centuries.  The synagogues were the center of Jewish life until the holocaust decimated the Jewish population during WW II (the Jewish population went from 140,000 pre-war with only 28,000 survivors).  The synagogues are no longer in use, but house the museum dedicated to Jewish history from 1600 to present day.












We were all psyched for Ed Rooth’s Bake apple turnovers and hiked about 20 minutes out of our way.  We found it surprisingly







easily, but, yet another disappointment we must bear, it was closed.  I guess we will have to return to the Netherlands for apple turnovers and tulips. We had some crackers that we bought at Ed Rooth’s 2 days before and ate them in front of the bakery.




Our next stop, close by, still in the Jewish Quarter, was Museum het Rembrandt, or  the Rembrandt house.  This was Rembrandt’s home from 1639-1660 where he dealt in art, his own and others, and where he painted and gave art lessons.  Many of his most famous pieces were created here.  The house was valued at that time at over 13,000 guilders when the average workers salary was 300 guilders per year.  The cost was too much for him to bear when he began running into financial difficulties and he was forced into foreclosure by the bank which sold off all of his belongings.  There was a very detailed inventory which survived allowing retrieval of many original articles and knowledge of furnishings and appointments.  The house had a beautiful wooden circular staircase to each of its 5 floors.  The family lived on the lower floor, and his gallery, studio, and classroom on upper floors.  The fifth floor, or attic, was not accessible to visitors.  Many original sketches as well as some paintings adorn the walls.  There were also 2 living exhibits demonstrating etching and printing techniques used by Rembrandt and on paint mixing, canvas preparation and painting techniques used at this time.  It was interesting to learn about the way art was done at that time.  Colors were generally not mixed and applied, rather a base layer was applied, say blue, then to make green, a yellow translucent layer was added to create the desired hue.  Because of the cost of paints, often Rembrandt might be working on several pieces at once, apply all the blue to all the pieces then apply the translucent colors allowing each layer to dry between applications.  It was sort of like an art assembly line.





Heading back we had cruise the Red-Light District.  What an eye-opener for all of us.  I am happy to tell you that not only did none of us know what most of the objects in the sex shop windows were, but with all of our combined brain power, we couldn’t even figure out what some of them were for even where you put them.  I hope the prostitutes have an alternate source of income, because they can’t be pulling in too much considering their looks.  They certainly get plenty to eat- all were quite zaftig!  
After much deliberation, we decided to take Marty to another steak house for dinner, Toro d”Orado.  Their wine list was extensive and expensive and they were all out of any wines under 40 euros.  The steaks, though were excellent.  On the trip back we found a homemade gelato place that was amazing.  Good thing we found this late in our stay in Amsterdam, otherwise it would have added a few pounds.
Off to Woudsend tomorrow and the beginning of our barge trip.



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