Wednesday, July 31, 2013

We'll whether the weather.

Whether the weather be cold, or whether the weather be hot, we'll whether the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not,

This is a childhood tongue-twister that was brought to mind recently by the very un-Dutch summer weather we've been experiencing. Temperatures in the high 20's celsius to the 30's (80-90F to some of us) has found me melting in a shady spot, fondly remembering those days in Massachusetts when we would spend the afternoon at the mall, just for the A/C! Oh, how I miss those rattling, old, window air-conditioning units that I used to nobly refuse to use, unless it was so hot I could fry a piece of bacon on the countertops, in my quest to be green.

Anyone new to living in northern Europe finds the idea of no air conditioning bizarre and, dare I say it, uncivilized. "I stayed in a London hotel and had no A/C!" I once heard a surprised American gentleman explain, as if  this was equal to brown water pouring from the taps. Yes, there are times when arctic air blasting around the house would be greeted with unbridled enthusiasm but summers when it's needed are few and far between. I do remember summers as a child, when we would listen to Wimbledon on the radio whilst sat in our paddling pool, and can remember clearly my mum ironing outside but recently those type of summers have been rare.

As northern Europeans we are not prepared for any extremes of temperature, we live in a temperate climate, which means, "marked by moderation; keeping or held between limits; not extreme or excessive" according to Miriam Webster's dictionary, but they also say, "moderate in indulgence of appetite, desire and use of alcoholic beverages" so they have obviously never met a Brit or a Dutchman!

Our handling of extreme heat is a little worrying.....imbibing huge quantities of cold beer ~ OK, thats not so bad; exposing "never before touched by the sun" corpse-white bodies in public places ~ this can be very unpleasant for observers and also for the owner the next day; the strange need to open all the windows and curtains to let the hot air into the house; the idea that jogging at midday in 90F will be fine ~ causing the EMT's to scrape yet another fitness junky into the back of the ambulance, and the desire to stand over a hot, smoky barbecue and burn meat.

Having just read in the news that we are set for another heatwave in the coming week I thought I'd share some survival tips ~
* Don't take a cold shower, this will just close your pores and make it difficult to sweat. Take a tepid shower instead.
* Avoid alcohol! It dehydrates you more. Drink water.
* Eat small meals &, apparently, spicy food, which makes you sweat more, so cooling you down.
* Eat frozen yogurt instead of ice cream, it contains more water so helps with rehydration.
* Keep the curtains drawn.
* Keep a damp cloth in the freezer to use when you are hot.
* Put your sheets in the refrigerator a couple of hours before going to bed.
* Lick your wrists or run cold water over them, it helps cool the blood.
* Don't jog/exercise/ride a bike in the heat of the day.
* Wear lightweight, light colored clothes.
* Take care of pets, senior citizens and young children.
* Use fans to keep air circulating

So, in the next few days you can find me laying down in my darkened living room, having a small curry whilst repeatedly licking my wrists, wrapped in my chilled sheets looking like Lawrence Of Arabia, with a large sweating glass of water (next to my very cold beer), watching Fargo and remembering those cold, icy days of winter that we all complained about, with gale force winds blowing around me from the fans stationed around the room!

Come on...without the weather what would we talk to our neighbors about!
Keep cool!


Saturday, July 20, 2013

The State Of Independence

I recently celebrated the Fourth Of July, or the USA's Independence Day, here in the Netherlands and was struck by the incongruity of the whole event. There we were, a group of American Ex-Pats (plus one rather oddly bi-partisan British couple!) celebrating the US's most important holiday in a garden in the Netherlands on the 6th of July! We had burgers, cupcakes, red, white & blue bunting and patriotic clothing a-plenty and the sense of being 'home' surrounded us. It made me ponder on the importance of our national traditions and how we all manage, somehow, to gouge out a place wherever we are living, that resembles our homeland.



While I lived in the USA Queen Elizabeth II celebrated her Golden Jubilee and the yearning to be in the UK and part of those patriotic celebrations was overwhelming. The few Brits in the Ex-Pat group I then belonged to banded together, in the hope that we could forge a little piece of the fervor for ourselves, thousands of miles away. We had planned races on the beach, a ceremony of Jubilee mug presentation to the children and a truly British picnic complete with bunting & Union Jack paper napkins. I was heartbroken when the day was cold & grey, the only one that summer in Massachusetts, and we ended up eating our picnic in and around the cars, and no races or presentations as the beach was closed by the lifeguards, because of thunderstorms rolling around. Then some wise person said, "We wanted a British day....and we have got one!!"

Since moving to the Netherlands I have celebrated a Royal Wedding, the Olympics and a Thanksgiving Dinner and hopefully soon a royal baby. My neighbors are very confused by the constant changing of flags at our house..."Are they British or American?" they murmur. So, what holidays do other nationalities take with them around the world? The Scots celebrate Burns Night where ever they are, and I guess the Dutch coat everything around them in orange once a year. Do the French celebrate Bastille Day in their ex-pat communities, or the Indians their Independence Day? We know that Oktoberfest makes it in many countries & we all become German on those days! I know of friends that have celebrated the Dutch Queens Day in Italy and others who have held a Royal Baby Shower in the USA. We are adept at shaping our environment to suit ourselves, down to scouting out those vital party goods such as Oreo cookies, Pimms and haggis.

Maybe the world's ex-pats should create an International Day for all of us to join in and celebrate. It could involve an outfit of red, white, blue and orange, cupcakes decorated with kangaroos and maple leaves, lassi and whiskey to drink, wurst with congee, games of cricket and baseball (Crickball?), and the singing of the international anthem "We Are the World"! I would definitely sign up for that party!