We arrived at our friends' house very late, when the silence of the night was covering the little sleeping village. Trying to make as little noise as possible, we camped in the yard and we prepared ourselves for the night. But somehow we managed to woke them up, because they were waiting for us, as we say, they were sleeping with one eye opened :-). After our friend came to us to check if we were there and not someone else, everybody went to sleep. In the morning, we enjoyed meeting our lady friend and in the afternoon we met our dear friend again. We laughed toghether remembering how he got up to check who was parked on his driveway. We asked him, laughing, why he didn't take his gun with him, when he went out of the house to check the yard, because he couldn't have recognized the car (it was our parents' car) :-))). Well, we were again in the house of our dear ones, and that made us happy.
Prima excursie am facut-o la Hattem, un orasel superb, cu case vechi, impecabil pastrate, plin in acea sambata de tarabe la care sute de oameni vindeau obiecte care le prisoseau. Am trecut prin fata fiecareia, fascinati de atmosfera. La un moment dat, un cor barbatesc a cantat cantece pescaresti, care aminteau puternic de melodiile germane. Extraordinar de frumos! Ne-am plimbat, am si cumparat cate ceva, dupa ce am exersat cu placere arta negocierii, desi in unele cazuri ar fi fost absolut inutil, preturile fiind simbolice. Ne-am simtit excelent, desi caldura si mai ales umezeala din aer ne-a stors de puteri. Drept urmare, prietenii nostri ne-au dus la o mica, dar foarte cocheta ceainarie, unde am baut cate un ceai sau o cafea si ne-am odihnit un timp. Regret ca nu am facut fotografii, dar mi-a fost teama sa folosesc aparatul de fotografiat in acel aer saturat de umiditate. Raman insa amintirile, foarte placute!
We made our first trip to Hattem, a beautiful little old town, with beautiful houses, filled with hundreds of people who were selling things no longer needed. We passed in front of every little selling point, admiring things and being fascinated by the atmosphere. At some point, a group of men sang some fishermen songs, sounding much like the german songs. Beautiful! We walked around, we also bought some things, we learned how to negociate and we enjoyed it, although in some cases it was useless, because the prices were symbolic. We had a wonderful time, although the intense heat and the high humidity exhausted us. So our friends invited us to a little teashop, a beautiful place, where we had tea and coffee and where we rested for a while. I regret not taking pictures that day, but I was afraid to use the camera in that humid air. We will have the memories, though, very pleasant ones!
Iata doua imagini din Hattem, gasite pe internet:
Here are two images from Hattem, found on the internet:
The next day we visited a small heaven: the house, the garden and the shop of Bep, a lovely lady, a perfect host toghether with her husband and her two daughters for those who decided to visit them that day. A perfect weather, a wonderful garden, a small shop filled with verything you could need / imagine for patchwork, quilting, stitching and decorations. I will let the pictures talk, the words are useless.
Pe drumul de intoarcere la casa pretenilor nostri am tacut tot timpul, coplesita de emotii...
On our way back home to our friends' house I was quiet, overwhelmed by emotions...