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Meanwhile at KABK, days race by

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Good night, current favorite place. Again.

Days just race past. Crawling out of bed, making coffee. Cycling to school. Unpacking my bags. Then, input. Output. Thinking. Drawing. Carving. Writing. Erasing. Critiquing. Researching. Looking, looking, looking. Check the watch. Eating. Laughing. Playing foosball. Check the watch, check the window. Once again it’s dark out, it’s light out, it’s raining, it’s autumn, it’s winter. Once again it’s night. – I’m beginning to sense that after this year, I’ll be digesting all the input for years to come. For now, it’s nearing constant overdose, and I love it.

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My first carving

In addition to the classes we’ve had from the start, we got a few new ones after getting back from Belgium. We’ve started stonecarving with Françoise Berserik, who is brilliant and lovely in a no-bullshit kind of way. And I’m loving stonecarving. It’s one of the things I was most looking forward to learning, and I’m surprised that it actually doesn’t require wizard-level skills to get started, and that I don’t need to be in constant mortal fear of messing up. True, there’s no Cmd-Z and no Tipp-Ex for stone (Carv-Ex?), but if you know how, quite a few minor mess-ups can be remedied or at least concealed. (“Oh, you made a mistake! Very good, I will show you how to fix it.”) It’s also yet another new perspective on lettershapes, another medium that requires us to think about letters in a different way, and I like that.

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Peter Verheul looking at contrast

The classic Dutch lettermaking tool par excellence, if you will, has been introduced by Peter Verheul. After practising some writing with the broad-nib pen (or rather, flat brush), we have started on the “contrast exercise” – we’re drawing a regular-contrast text face closely based on broad-nib ductus, and deducing a low-contrast and a high-contrast version from it. On top of being interesting and challenging, the critique sessions are among the funniest hours every week. I’m going all-out on trying to make a flowy, pen-informed face for once. It’s a fun challenge.

But tools and processes are never fixed, never given, we need to make our own, we need to think beyond, and design is also “the skill to kill darlings”, says Petr van Blokland; the brilliant designer/developer/thinker/maker is holding cross-disciplinary evening studio talks every other week; we’ve had one so far, in which we determined the (much too long) list of topics for this semester, and talked about the design process, coding and logic, books and history and the future, about running a studio and running scripts; planting all these little hooks in my mind that made me stop and think until things spilled over from my brain into the sketchbook, and I returned home close to midnight, feeling gloriously drunk from thought.

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Attempting to sort Arabic typefaces along a text–display axis

And in the most recent new class, Peter Biľak is introducing us to Non-Latin type; so far we’ve looked at Greek and Arabic type trying to sketch Latin companions – which is amazingly hard. It takes a bit of mental acrobatics to analyze type designs in a script you can’t read; a bit like, I guess, trying to hear verbal inflections in foreign tongues; and I’m glad Peter will tell us more about ways to understand Non-Latin designs, and relate multi-script families. – We’re also preparing “mini talks” about subjects of our own choosing that may or may not end up having something to do with our graduation projects. Every time someone mentions graduation projects something in my head goes into shock. It feels like we’ve only just started.

Some things I enjoyed in Belgium

We just took a 2.5 day school trip to Antwerp (Antwerpen), in neighboring Belgium. We mainly went to Integrated Conference, which was a bit hip and arty for my taste, but had great moments – the big highlight for me being Theo Jansen’s talk about his magnificent Strandbeesten. We also made a point of experiencing a bit of Antwerpen while we were there. Here are some things I really enjoyed:

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#nicebelgianhouses

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Finding yet another old bookshop

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This physical tram station interface

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OMG waffles!

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This structure of the cathedral’s aisle

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This gravestone lettering, worn into a stencil version of itself over 4 centuries

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Nighttime sightseeing

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Exploring Belgian beers (and drawing letters on beermats)

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The boys being funny

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Plantin-Moretus (feat. Mark)

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Wooden letters by Hendrik van den Keere

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Punches! these mindbogglingly perfect little sculptures of type

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17th-century text corrections

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This smiling lion

 

An ATypIcal TypeMedia week

I feel very lucky that my favorite conference came to The Netherlands exactly in the year that I’m here too: Held from Oct 9 to 13 at Grand Hotel Krasnapolsky, ATypI Amsterdam was an amazing, rich experience, and after two years of absence made me remember again why I (still) call this my favorite. While other, mostly smaller and more specialized (and cheaper) conferences have been sprouting in recent years, the sheer concentration of type folks at ATypI – smart folks, friends and heroes intensely engaged in presentations and discussions on type, soaring to dizzying heights of concept, diving down to infinitesimal levels of detail, from ever-changing perspectives – makes ATypI a delightful overdose of type-related content and, as Toshi tweeted, unmissable.

It was quite a special instalment for me, as the entire TypeMedia class of 13/14 had been drafted as volunteers. I was part of the video team in charge of recording the presentations, but spent about as much time running around to fix last-minute issues – looking for microphones or people, passing on messages, copying files around, drawing signs to point out where coffee was served or type critiqued. And trying not to pass out (I was in somewhat shaky health). The multitude of interdependent tasks sometimes seemed so confusing on the ground that I – like everyone I spoke to – am very happy with how smooth the whole thing ended up going. My hat is off to Marina Chaccur for the organization! I was super excited to be part of the whole thing, except that I managed to lose my voice the day before the conference started (pro tip: this is not a good idea). If you met me there and I croaked/hissed at you, I’m officially sorry, and I hope you didn’t get a cold. I’m so glad I managed to stay tuned.

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My typical perspective in the “B” track. Here’s Paul Dijstelberge speaking, James and Mark on video duty too

The first two days ran in two tracks; I was in the “B” room, which on Wednesday was dedicated to technology and on Thursday to language/history/education. To me, the level of interestingness both of the content and the speakers varied wildly on those two days. I didn’t see anything that really would have put me to sleep, though; and there were some real gems among these smaller talks on perhaps more niche topics. My favorite presentations were those that looked with precision, rich knowledge and perhaps a bit of wit at parts of the process (Frank Grießhammer on kerning, Erik van Blokland on the intricacies of digitization), at terminology (Craig Eliason on how the term “Humanist” ended up being applied to a now rather ubiquitous category of sansserifs), or at letterforms themselves (Peter Bain on Walter Käch’s lettering manual that shows roots of Univers and Helvetica; Paul Dijstelberge on early modern typefaces, looking at type history as shaped by technology). Much food for thought, as always. My least favorite talks were the ones that primarily seemed to serve the propagation of a specific company / service / institution / business model rather than furthering discourse, learning, and exchange. But there were not very many of those.

On Friday morning the main conference was kicked off on the big stage in the hotel’s Grand Ballroom. Presentations here only ran in one track; a slight, welcome reduction in input overload (as well as our workload). Petr van Blokland’s opening keynote was my personal highlight of the conference; looking out into the future of the design profession, it pre-empted many themes that would reverberate through the next conference days: the notion of design as high-level problem-solving; the need of designers to think in (and design) systems, rules, models, rather than single instances; coding as inherently a design technique.

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Petr van Blokland on ideaspace vs. toolspace (illustration by Erik van Blokland)

Yet also in the main conference, there was still ample space for very specific, very informed research presentations: Fred Smeijers’ fascinating talk on the justification of 16th-century matrices was one of my favorites; a precise, captivating look at a part of the historical process that I previously knew very little about. Another highlight was a comprehensive look at the development of Microsoft’s new optically-sized screen font Sitka – a dialogue between typeface design and readability testing, presented, in turn, by way of a fine dialogue by Matthew Carter & Kevin Larson. Maybe inspired by the conference theme (“Point/Counterpoint”), quite a few presentations were delivered in dialogue – mostly to great effect. We got to meet Font Bureau’s magnificent duo, David Jonathan Ross & Cyrus Highsmith and their work (I’m a fan), and a couple of teams presented their projects together: Indra Kupferschmid & Nick Sherman on Type Record, Irma Boom & Paul van der Laan on the Rijksmuseum identity.

The liveliness with which these duos passed content (and mikes) back and forth deflated in the anemic panel on free/libre fonts comprising six figureheads and no critics. Their scripted-sounding exchange about the quantitative successes of Google Fonts et al seemed rather out of place in a conference so centered on learning from each other to further the craft; it felt a bit like an (uninspired) housewares sales event, and controversy was dodged even in the Q&A: “Yes, we could talk about business models all night. Now, does anyone have a question on … collaboration?” Nobody did, and we rushed off to drown our frustration at the apparent impossibility (or indesirability) of real dialogue between the libre types and the type scene proper in coffee and really good pastries. To me, the low point of the conference (not the pastries).

Just like the main conference had started on a somewhat visionary note with Petr’s keynote address, Nick Sherman concluded it with some big and to me, really exciting ideas. He defined the term “Responsive Typography” much larger than it is used in discourse these days. Why, he asked, should we limit ourselves to the idea of serving individualized fonts per browser/platform; why not serve one font file and be able to control it parametrically in the browser? The vision of an entire Noordzij cube in one font file, a parametric font – a nod more to Metafont than Multiple Master.

Speaking of which – Donald Knuth himself made an (apparently rare) appearance at this conference; his acceptance speech for the Dr. Peter Karow Award was humble and gracious, and actually brought a little tear to my eye. The other gracious old man honored at this conference was Gerrit Noordzij, who was awarded the TDC medal. And in him too: not a trace of the pompous self-importance that would for many others come automatically with his level of relevance.

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The critical Type Crit jury: Christian Schwartz, Erik van Blokland, Gerry Leonidas; Jan Middendorp moderating

I did not get to see too many evening/side events, but one other thing I very much enjoyed was the first (quite lively) ATypI Type Crit session; I hope this will catch on and continue. As a side note, the conference bookstore operated by Nijhof & Lee was delightful and dangerous, perfectly tailored to ATypI’s somewhat academic typophile audience. But my most favorite thing outside the conference halls proper was the special exhibition put on by the Bijzondere Collecties UVA for their evening reception, and specifically the fact that it featured Bram de Does’ drawings for Lexicon, which are so beautiful they made me want to cry, or grin, or both. I admired them for a long time. “It’s not good for young designers to look at those”, Mathieu Lommen said to me; “don’t get discouraged.” And when I made some comment about Bram de Does never having designed type before and then going on to make two amazing classics: “Well, he spent twenty years looking. Really looking at type. Then he started to design.”

I hope I never stop looking, and learning. Thanks, ATypI. And “Gongratulations” on another great conference!

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“Do not use this (make 1 unit narrower)”. From Bram de Does’ drawings for Lexicon

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Toshi Omagari hovering over exhibits too

 

Learning Curves

So far I love TypeMedia to bits. It’s varied and rich and it’s intense alright – I spend most days at school from around 9 AM to around 9 PM –, although so far most of the intensity is self-inflicted. The learning curve is already quite noticeable though.

For one thing, I’ve been enjoying diving into Python for real. We’re working with DrawBot, an intuitive environment, discovering ways of building letters parametrically. This is, as James wrote, insanely fun. It’s sometimes also insanely hard. I’m currently trying to wrap my head around how curves work. I looked up how to mathematically deal with béziers and now I’m sorry I did (it’s a little daunting). I’ll start by reviewing the basics I review every time I have to script visual stuff … trigonometry breaks my brain every damn time. I don’t know why my brain has a selective incapacity for angles, I just can’t remember which function is which. Every time I have to apply a sine or a cosine or an arcsomething, things go … hell, I’d be happy if they went pear-shaped, right now this “o” looks like a melted Pacman.

When this grows up it will be a beautiful “o”.

When this grows up it will be a beautiful “o”.

But it’s challenging in a fun way, and I know I can solve this if I set my mind to it. Writing is harder for me (as in calligraphy, which they don’t call what we do here) – it requires humility and dexterity, not two of my greatest strengths, and practice, which I lack. I started typing an (unpublished, whiny) post two weeks ago, after our first broad-nib writing lesson in which I had entirely failed at making straight lines, never mind balanced curves.

I was hoping to be a bit more graceful about this but the truth so far has been, I suck at writing and calligraphy and it makes me angry at myself. And of course I’m in the lion’s den here at TypeMedia – and on purpose too –, so I was bound to hit this obstacle very soon. But admitting that I handle the tools clumsily, producing crooked results, is hard for someone who’s between Swiss and OCD in terms of wanting things regular and aligned, and expects a lot from herself. 

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Since then I’ve learned that (a) it’s a little silly to get upset about being bad at something I haven’t practised before, and (b) the thing is to accept the “I don’t know shit” barrier, and then start working with the tools (from zero, if needs be) instead of against them (kind of like what Josh wrote this week as well). It’s hard to admit to being bad at things, not knowing how to do them; to check my ego at the door. But it’s necessary. Once I realized that I don’t have anything to prove, it was okay. Because the point is the path, the learning curve, and on that I have embarked. And I’m learning a lot and you know what? Learning, discovering new things, feels way better than the fearful “safety” of thinking I already know.

 

Us in the Land of Letters

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Hugo, David, Josh, Alex, James, and the original Kelmscott Chaucer edition.

These days at school are crazy and quiet and beautiful and rich and so full that there is almost nothing outside them, except maybe a beer and a dream in the night. I go to school at nine in the morning, get home about ten in the evening, they are lovely long days spent exploring the universe of lettershapes, letters drawn, written, coded, researched, discussed, searched, found. Hated. Loved.

Today, part of our day in the land of letters was an excursion into books: Jan Willem took us to Museum Meermanno. We got a first impression of the museum and its magnificent collection of historical (mostly early) printed books (the first one I saw exhibited just happened to be Aldus Manutius’ famous Hypnerotomachia Poliphili) as well as secondary literature and resources; and we were shown some of their treasures by their wonderful librarian. That such a fascinating resource should be a mere two blocks away from our school…! And we may well need it soon too, researching our revival typefaces.

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We got a good look at Jan van Krimpen’s original drawings for Romulus today. The precision with which such production drawings were executed never fails to amaze me.

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We got pretty excited.

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Breathtaking lettering by Helmut Salden.

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Slávka, Josh, James, Heidi, Mark, Alexandre, Hugo

 

Into the maelstrom

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Erik showing part of his fascinating type-technology-historic collection.

With that first interior-architecture-art-festival-project out of the way (oh glory be to the heavens), I have now completely been sucked into the force field that is TypeMedia, semester one. We have lessons Monday through Friday for at least half of each day, with the rest of the time at our disposal to work on the (many, diverse) assignments and get better at the (many, diverse) required skills. Currently those are roughly: writing with the broad nib pen / flat brush, writing with the pointed pen, writing Python in Drawbot, researching our revival typeface, and keeping the foosball table both busy and in one piece. Most of this is really hard, and all of it either really interesting, or really fun, or both; and I feel very much at home amongst this little crew of overmotivated typenuts (I mean that in the best thinkable way), working quietly into the night in our den, interspersed with belly-aching fun. “Of all the places in the world that we could be right now”, James said one of the past few days, “this feeling that we’re just in exactly the best one.” I’ll have to agree.

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Typical view from my desk.

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Current state of broad-nib wobbliness. I’m gradually making friends with that brush – I am enjoying this, which is a first.

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Pointed pen demonstration/play in the hall.

 

Reusing. Reviving. Arriving

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Proost.

We’ve finally had our proper First Day At TypeMedia – the official kick-off that I at least had really been longing for by now. It was great to see everyone in one place, learn more about the other students and their diverse backgrounds and stories (my presentation was a bit shit, I had spent too much time on the slides and not enough on memorizing what I wanted to say with them… but I made up for that a bit with the good Swiss chocolate). We also got some practical info (class schedules), got some cleaning-up done (“I think I just got mousepoop on myself!”) and then beer and foosball. In addition to most of our teachers, last year’s Diana and Barbara came by to visit (and raise the current female quota / shrieking volume).

Turns out we still have to do a bit of work for the Interior Architecture project next week. Fortunately, what Josh and I’s group is doing is by now pretty much solved on a conceptual level, and all that remains is execution – something that just isn’t very scary anymore after all the experience this old-feeling person has had. Seriously, it’s funny to realize, coming back from the other side, what a very different context art school is compared to work. I have to get used to it again, the gummy briefings and lax organisation, but also the amazing time, emphasis on process, and freedom to play that potentially feels like quite a gift.

That project is all about reusing, recycling, repurposing existing materials from an abandoned office building. Quite fitting then that we’re heading from that straight into our first project for type]media proper: the revival. Unfortunately we have to skip the first lesson because Paul is stuck on an airport somewhere, but he gave us a task: Find pre-1945 books with text typefaces we’d like to revive. Mark F. and I (we’re calling him Deutschmark now to disambiguate from the other Mark aka “Belgian Boy” – I think they’re both not very happy with that) took the opportunity to hit the fabulous Haagse boekenmarkt again today for some book-scouting. I found an amazing book which I’m fully expecting to be in my dreams tonight, but which I didn’t buy because expensive and now I’m kicking myself and no, I won’t tell you what it would have been. The quest continues tomorrow.

The break is over, and so is the waiting. Classes are starting, I’m registered at the immigration bureau, I’m settling into my apartment. And I spend much time with those who’ll be My People for the next year, and I quite like them all already. In many ways, I have arrived. And it’s good.

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Some of today’s cool book spottings.

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The gang. Well, part of it.

Kingspotting

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Today was Prinsjesdag, the annual occasion on which the King (or, formerly, Queen) travels through the inner city of The Hague – from Noordeinde Palace to the Binnenhof – to hold his speech before parliament, and open their session. You might think he’d just take his bicycle cause it’s not far or anything, but oh no this is a King!, so this is a serious and big occasion: He and his wife travel in the Gouden Koets (golden carriage) in this whole procession of men in big hats and funny costumes and drums and trumpets and very many horses, while mostly quietly happy people (some of whom dressed in orange) line the streets and gun salutes are being fired far away over the Malieveld. Good times.

Along with a bunch of type]media peeps, I headed towards the route around lunchtime too. I was pretty excited to get a glimpse of an actual king (the concept being very foreign to this Swiss person), especially after the experience of watching his inauguration earlier this year live on TV – something I thought I’d never do; but I was captivated by the sternness of the affair, the 200-year-old ermine coat the new king was wearing, and a summoner banging his staff on the church floor, which echoed into the silence, and loudly announcing: “de koning!” – I still get shivers. (And for the record, I really see no harm in appreciating occasional ritualised demonstrations of old-worldly power. There are other powers now that are sneakier and that I fear far more.)

People here sure seem to be liking their king; the streets were packed, and as the Gouden Koets was passing (I got a vague glimpse of humans inside) there was a little bit of shrieking, and also some waving of scrawled banners – but those turned out just to be wishing the “Super Royal Couple” a great start. I find it fascinating to observe the peculiar mixture of the usual Dutch sobriety and unfazed orderliness with the gilded flourishes of their monarchy. Historicising pomp, funny hats and golden carriages are not necessarily things I’d have imagined to fit in well here; on the other hand, the stepladders (pictured below), the relaxed quietness of the crowd until just before the golden carriage appeared, the subdued little shrieking, and the bustle with which the crowd disappeared back to work as soon as the king had passed aren’t something I could imagine anywhere else – and in a strange way, it all works beautifully. (Yes I do like this place.)

Note to self and other non-Dutch sized people: come early… or carry a ladder.

Dutch-style organized fandom. Bring your own stepladder.

 

Discovering school / an empty office building / Amsterdam

I started studying at the Royal Academy of Art on Friday the 13th. Fittingly, it was an exciting and a strange day. We’ll spend the first week or so in a common project with the Interior Architecture master students; it involves an empty office building left by a government ministry that moved to a new highrise last winter. The strangest part of the day was exploring the abandoned, but almost pristine building. Like something from a dream or perhaps a vaguely post-apocalyptic movie.

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19th floor

The project starts tomorrow; I’m curious what exactly it will bring (and then I’m mostly fired up to get started with the type stuff proper). But first, weekend! I was looking forward to exploring the area a bit further – just a few days ago, I very much enjoyed traveling across the country to beautiful (and temporarily very rainy) Gelderland to visit the dear Jos Buivenga. This Saturday I took a train to Amsterdam to meet an old friend there, and my new friend James tagged along; he was happy to find out that taking trains is easy, yes you can bring food, European trains are quieter than American ones, and there are trashcans at the seats. It’s fun to experience this country also through the eyes of someone who’s newer to it than myself, and comes from further away. I’ve never thought about trashcans on trains, but come to think of it, they are pretty handy. :-)

James being impressed

Once in Amsterdam, James went off with a friend, I met my Singaporean classmate Mark, and we met with Claus for lunch. It was a rainy lunch. We gave up on the idea of wandering around looking at things, and went bookshopping instead (Claus thankfully pointed us to a large (used)bookshop having a half-price sale!). Turns out Mark and I have a similar interest in spending hours in bookshops ooh-aahing at letters, preferably old and ornamented or otherwise remarkable ones, or ones that can be identified and discussed. Good times.

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Book design by Jan van Krimpen, type by Rosart (reproduction)

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The mysterious double-eared g

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Swirlavaganza

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My loot

With five books more (it’s both delightful and dangerous that I can now read Dutch as well…) I continued on to a very fun afternoon/evening with a few other friends, discovering a lot of very good local Dutch beers (with the local house beer, Tempelbier, the overall favorite), slightly fewer very good Dutch cheeses (yes I have seen the light now), and just a bit of very good Dutch weed. Way to live it up in this supposedly so serious country. I also learned a few new things, for instance that a guillotine is the below-pictured tool for cutting cheese. Now that’s endearing.

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“What do you call this cool cheese-slicing contraption?” – “Ah but that’s a guillotine.”