►re Than Tulips ^^ounters, though, because the Dutch have m such a liking to American hot dogs. <cx_>iDutch lady told me that hot dogs and cheeseburgers may soon replace raw her ring as a favorite Dutch food. Now me, I'll take raw herring any day. Didn't figure it was worth while stand ing in the cold so I went on up to Amster dam. There is a real soldier town. Amsterdam has beer, women, song, English language movies and dozens of night clubs, all designed to make you think you're someplace else. We stopped in the Gay Paris, the Gay London, the Gay Old Vienna, andniie Gay Old Rome: I think you have to go to some other country to find one called Gay Old Hol land. The town was plenty gay. GIs here tell me that they don't talk about Amsterdam much back at their bases because they're trying to keep it all for themselves. But somehow the word's leaked out. Which makes touring U. S girls, now beginning to arrive in profusion, that much happier. GI escorts always add something to sight ing. n^fhe night I was there it was the Queen's birthday. Just like any woman, she wouldn't tell the Dutch which birth day it was, but that didn't stop them from celebrating. I met a soldier from Germany who comes up here on all his leaves and claims it's the celebratingest place in Europe. If they're- not_ having a party for the I even went past one place called Canal Street that had all sorts of girls sitting in windows, but I don't think it was an auto mat. One GI from France told me that he and a lot of his friends come to Holland just to eat a Dutch breakfast. It makes an American breakfast look like roll and a cup of coffee. By the time a serviceman wades into a plateful of bread or rolls, butter, jam, cheese, ham, sausage, eggs, bacon, milk and coffee or Dutch cocoa, he doesn't have to buy any more food for the rest of the -day - He- cam use the- money he-saves for beer. I went on one of those bus tours for tourists where almost everyone was an American serviceman. I could tell they were Americans because they all "had hangovers from the Queen's birthday celebration. The Dutch people are so used to that type of thing that it didn't bother them. Americans also get used to bicycles here. One out of two Dutchmen has one. We had a guide who explained about everything in eight languages as we rode along. Only trouble was by the time he got around to languages we could under stand, the thing he was talking about was 12 miles behind us. We went to a Dutch seaside village called Volendam and a nearby island called Marken. They aren't very far from Amsterdam, and all the people that live there wear their old traditional costumes. But you can hardly see them without fight ing your way through a mob of camera- toting tourists. The old folks look picturesque, but it's the youngsters that steal the show. Every time you give one of these tiny tots some money to pose for a picture he goes run ning off down the street yelling to his friends in Dutch. Whatever they're yelling probably means, "I've found some more suckers, fellas," when it's translated. Then we went to a farm in Edam, where they make Edam cheese. Can you imagine that? They had a big row of cows lined up to show the visitors just where their cheese came from. And the way they're personalizing everything these days, you'll soon be able to ask for cheese from a particular cow. Besides, it was the first time that I ever knew cows give cheese. I thought it was goats. {Continued on page A) Queen's birthday, they'll have one be cause it's only 51 weeks away. In fact in Holland, the Dutch claim that the Amsterdamers do so much party ing that the) never have any money in the bank. They say the policemen are so poor ly paid that they're armed with bows and arrows. Meanwhile, the Amsterdamers just claim that the rest of Holland is too conservative and down another beer. There are a lot of reasons why the GIs like this town, but one of them is because it's so Americanized. In fact the Dutch b*ve about the only automat restaurants seen outside New York. They seem A be crazy about automats and little glass windows. They put everything in win dows. Music is as much a part of the life of the Burghers of Amsterdam as their herring and their cheeseA horse drawn pipe organ sends its lilting tones across the quiet canala common sigki in the streets of Holland9s capital.

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The Windmill | 1956 | | pagina 3