More English Skating & other Adventures.
Believe it or not, but skating appears to be extremely popular here in the UK. Well in any case, the Alexandra Palace Ice Rink (not open-air like Sommerset House, but also cheaper and no one-hour time limit) in North London was literally packed. Eventually three brave skaters showed up (plus me, makes 4), one Englishman, one Italian, and one American, but before being able to display their superior ice-skills they had to wait in traditional English queues for well over an hour in total to, first, get a ticket, and second, get skates. But we made it! We will not let English efficiency get in our way, nay, our right to skate on proper ice. So, after Tuesday's first on ice-hockey skates, I now had my first on figure-skates (there must be lead in those, btw). It was a great success, despite this being, on average, the second time on ice in my fellow students's lives, only one fell (the Italian), and that only once. But did I say it was busy? It was. I don't think I was quite expecting it, but it appears that quite a number of Dutch stereotypes about the outside world don't really go (for the UK at least):
OK, enough ramblings. Does it show I tried reading an entire book that I really didn't want to read today? "The Nuer: a description of the modes of livelyhood of a Nilotic People" by E.E. Evans-Pritchard, heartily recommended. Especially the bits about Kinship Structure And The Relation To An Acephalous State are always a cracker.
Goede Nacht.
Believe it or not, but skating appears to be extremely popular here in the UK. Well in any case, the Alexandra Palace Ice Rink (not open-air like Sommerset House, but also cheaper and no one-hour time limit) in North London was literally packed. Eventually three brave skaters showed up (plus me, makes 4), one Englishman, one Italian, and one American, but before being able to display their superior ice-skills they had to wait in traditional English queues for well over an hour in total to, first, get a ticket, and second, get skates. But we made it! We will not let English efficiency get in our way, nay, our right to skate on proper ice. So, after Tuesday's first on ice-hockey skates, I now had my first on figure-skates (there must be lead in those, btw). It was a great success, despite this being, on average, the second time on ice in my fellow students's lives, only one fell (the Italian), and that only once. But did I say it was busy? It was. I don't think I was quite expecting it, but it appears that quite a number of Dutch stereotypes about the outside world don't really go (for the UK at least):
- Drop, or Liquorice, is in fact well known around here, and not only here (in the UK), but also in Scandinavia where at least the Fins apparently have a great diversity of Dropjes. Overhere, we find at least, as expected, the so-called Engelse Drop (freely available at Sainsbury's) and also various other sorts, as explained to me by one of the natives, although the various names escape me at the moment.
- Stroopwafels, another ex-pat heimweh-object is, thanks to globalisation (or something like it) freely available at the local Starbuck's, and the UCL Union Coffee Bar!
- English (London) weather, when compared to the Weather Forecasts of our beloved NOS 8 Uur Journaal, compares favourably. What dreariness? Although ... Unfortunately, chances are we won't be skating on Thames anytime soon (what with those whales and all...)
OK, enough ramblings. Does it show I tried reading an entire book that I really didn't want to read today? "The Nuer: a description of the modes of livelyhood of a Nilotic People" by E.E. Evans-Pritchard, heartily recommended. Especially the bits about Kinship Structure And The Relation To An Acephalous State are always a cracker.
Goede Nacht.
1 Comments:
It's -3 today. Maybe the sloten in Bunnik will freeze and then I can frolic on natural ice.
They already have stroopwafels in London? In STARBUCKS?! Damn, and here I thought I could make a fortune by exporting stroopwafels. Oh well. Maybe I can still conquer the North American market.
Enjoy your discussions on acephalous states and Nilotic peoples...at least you are not high on the "smell of blood and roses" of Huizinga's Middle Ages ;-)
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