I was doing some housekeeping on my laptop a few days back, you know, arranging files, deleting a few, and those other things I needed to have done many months ago but have just been putting off because really, who likes to do computer housekeeping when you’ve got other more enjoyable things to do, right? Anyway, because just like anything else, there’s actually a statute of limitations on putting things off, I finally had to roll up my sleeves and get the job done. So while I was on it, I chanced upon these photos we had from our Edam, Netherlands trip and I was like “Oh, this was a nice memory and why hadn’t I blogged this and what a shame that is.”
So here I am, recounting our Edam trip and feeling good in the process because beautiful moments in beautiful places like these really evoke a happy feeling.
Edam is a remarkable little town on the outskirts of Amsterdam, around 30 minutes by bus. It’s known for its famous namesake cheese, the Edam cheese, that yellow, ball-shaped goodness that’s coated with a paraffin wax when sold.
We visited Edam on a rather glorious day in Autumn, a little cold but the sun was out, so really just perfect! Since Edam is part of the Waterland Area (a term that refers to the traditional fishing villages of North Holland), we took one of the red buses that ply the Waterland route at Amsterdam Centraal. We bought the €10 ticket that took us not only to Edam, but also to the other fishing villages (Volendam, Marken, etc.) in the area. That was a good deal since you can just hop on and off the bus whenever and whatever village you want to, practically all day.
Edam is really just small. You can see everything in about a couple of hours tops, except of course if you linger at some of the cheese shops that offer cheese tastings or at the museum or at the Great Church. Going around on foot is the way to go.
This is the spot where the bus dropped us off.
Just like Amsterdam and the rest of Holland, snaking canals that add charm to the scene intersperse the landscape.
On the way to town, we passed through narrow stone streets with cute little brick houses on both sides, some sporting terra cotta roofs. Charming!
Everything was quiet, with nary a soul in sight. Probably because we were there on a weekday so people were most likely at work.
Save for this tour group we chanced upon along the way. The guide was recounting some interesting historical data, by the way, which I cannot now recall. Not that we actively listened, of course; just couldn’t help overhearing them, haha.
Alas, we arrived at what could only have been their main street, with quaint little shops lining the streets, selling their cheeses and other wares. We dropped by a few of them and had a grand time doing the cheese tasting rounds.
We passed by the city hall, where we witnessed an ongoing wedding, which was a good experience. We saw a couple of hotels and a number of restaurants too, some with outdoor tables that were perfect for people-watching. We skipped that part, the people watching, that is, or the eating part, for that matter, because we still had a number of villages to cover for the day.
After around two hours, we were on our way to Marken, another fishing town in the area.
So that’s Edam. Small yet charming; a nice little town that you shouldn’t miss when in Amsterdam or in Holland or in the Netherlands. We immensely enjoyed the short time we were there.