A Wedding Photographer’s Travels • North Holland

I left all compatriots behind, and headed to Amsterdam. The airport was closed down, and my flight was delayed for hours, but I finally made it to Shiphol. I headed to Amsterdam Central, rented a bike, and started pedaling, with a backpack full of gear and a face full of rain. The first few days weren’t great. The rain sucked, it was cold, and I was tired, but I made it up to North Holland. I had caught a cold, which I brushed off,  just like the crappy weather, and I found my fun. Traveling by oneself, it can get lonely at times, but I enjoy it every once in awhile. The one true luxury, is being able to stop and photograph, without feeling like I am slowing everyone else down. Most of my friends, say that it doesn’t bother them, that I am constantly stopping, but it makes me feel bad sometimes. Being on my own, I can stop, recompose, or even walk to the other side of the block, if I see a better angle.

I spent most of my time in the towns of Monnickendam, Volendam, Edam, Etersheim and Hoorn.  There were a lot of towns that I would bike through, but these were the ones where I spent the most time. One day, I took a ferry to Marken, where I visited a touristy, Dutch Shoe “factory,” that is really just a show for visitors. I have to admit, that as much as I love to travel like a local, I also like kitschy, Disney-esque experiences, once in awhile. 

Like I will totally let a lamb make out with my hand. I was really interested in how they celebrate life in cemeteries in Holland. I feel that we mostly honor the dead, in the United States. I was really impressed in Greece, that they keep candles burning around the clock, for the deceased. In the Netherlands, I loved how they celebrate the lives of their children that have passed. The memorials have a sense that family is always visiting.  I think that it’s amazing!  

Holland-sheep-lamb-pictureOne of my favorite experiences in North Holland, was staying at a church that a family has converted into a bed and breakfast. I stayed on the top floor with a beautiful view of Markermeer. My host, brought fresh breakfast every morning, with different kinds of cheese, bread, and vegetables. It truly spoiled me, and there was always enough, that I would bring extra with me for a mid morning snack while I was riding. 


All over Europe, you will find rooster weathervanes on churches along with or instead of a cross. I asked multiple people what it stood for, and was surprised that no one actually knew the answer. After doing some research on the internet, the best answer that I can find is that Pope Gregory said that the rooster was the best emblem suitable for Christianity. It was also the sign of Saint Peter.
Holland-Church-DJI-DroneIf you want to see my Amsterdam specific post, you can find it here: Amsterdam