Let’s see, what can I tell you about the Den Helder
stopover?? Well lucky for my readers, I did not take ANY notes from the
stopover so this blog will be way less detailed than my past ones, but what I
do remember is that we came into Den Helder on July 22nd in 1st
PLACE!!!
We crossed the finish line around 2 in the morning local
time. We then circled back for PSP who were going to cross the line in 2nd
behind us to cheer them in. There was lots of singing and dancing onboard as we
motored in. We eventually made it into the locks around 6 AM. We got welcomed
in with the lovely Dutch tradition of eating a raw herring and taking a strong
shot of gin schnapps! What a wakeup call!
We had immigration check our passports on the boat before we
were able to depart. I took the opportunity to practice my Dutch with the
immigration officer. He just looked at me with a blank stare and said, “the
American accent is very different than the Dutch.” Hmm…I think he was telling
me that I speak great Dutch!
Once off the boat, the welcome committee had a food truck
with local Dutch food and each team got their own keg. The only catch was that we had to finish the
keg before we were allowed any food…luckily they didn’t hold us to that at 6 in
the morning! We proceeded to cheer the rest of the boats as they came in. Such
a different experience being able to cheer ALL the boats in!
We eventually moved the party to one of the nearby
restaurants to get some more food in our bellys. The afternoon gets slightly
hazy but I eventually made it back to our B&B, where a good portion of our
team were staying. I was supposed to be staying with Karri, but when I arrived
at the B&B no one was there, so I told the bartender (there was a bar on
the bottom floor of the B&B who held the keys) my situation and she let me
into the room I thought I was staying in. I found my bag in the room and took a
shower. Then got ready to go to bed and was snugly in bed when Karri texted me
asking where I was. I responded that I was in our room. She thought that was weird
as she was in our room! Turns out, I wasn’t actually in my room, but in Tino,
Posh’s, and Pony’s! So grabbed my stuff and moved in to the right room! We
grabbed some pizza and juice and then passed out…it was a LONG day!
The next day was deep clean and sail checking for Karri and I. Luckily, we didn’t rip any other kites in the last race so wasn’t too stressful! After we finished most of our work, we had a late lunch, where we ran into Patsy and Matt and joined them for a bite to eat.
These guys work so hard... |
Karri having a go, mind you, I think that hammock was made from the old Qingdao sail! |
Boyz club |
No idea what I did the next morning, probably a bit of sleeping, blogging, looking for my bag and maybe some sail work? We were in store for the most epic of all prize giving’s that afternoon though! Our team met up before the ceremony and tested out our “Visit Seattle” face tattoos. We had an amazing line up that day, VS in 1st, PSP in 2nd, and DaNang in 3rd…it was sure to be a good show! And we delivered! Standing applause all around (I’m ignoring the fact that there were no seats). And to top off the day, we won the Social Spirit Award! We all put in great effort to get our friends and family to vote for our team as we came into Den Helder as we had Jan on board who had millions of little Dutch school kids following him around the race! He was quite the celebrity there!
If you thought the day couldn’t get any better, it did! To
top the momentous event, it was Amancio’s birthday! He somehow organized a
party at one of the restaurants nearby and we all headed over after the prize
giving, but only after a good majority of us got our faces painted! I think
most of the teams ended up here and it was quite the evening, with lots of
drinks going around and lots and lots of dancing in true Visit
Seattle fashion!
The next morning, I navigated myself home quite poorly. I
ended up getting a tour of Den Helder in my hour long trek which should have
only taken me 10 minutes! Later I went on a hunt for my wallet which I had of
course lost the night before. At some point, I ran into Jan’s sister and her
family outside the restaurant we were at the night before. I went in to see if
they had my card with no luck, but when I came out, I found out Jan had my wallet
again!! I stayed and joined them for a drink. Amancio and Matt joined us at
some point and we even got special tattoos from Jules. I was due for a quiet
movie night that night as the next day we were headed to Amsterdam for the day!
Lucy, Leo, and I headed off on the train at some point in the morning the next day to Amsterdam. We walked around for a bit, walked up a bell tower, and went to a museum. Then it was drinks time! We had a nice glass or two while enjoying some more poffertjes! We met up with Emily, Mia, and a friend for dinner that night. It was a lovely dinner with lots of wine and venting on my behalf! Then we had a fun train ride back to Den Helder!
The next day was our last day before we headed out for our last race! No idea what I did, but again I imagine I worked on my blog and packed up…oh I think I did laundry all day! Took forever to wait in line for the machines to free up! I think we had lunch in town with a few of us. Then it was time for crew briefing and team briefing, but only after all the RTW’ers got together for a big group photo! That night Amancio and I had dinner together to discuss our possible Spain trip!
The last race started on the 28th…and it sure was
a nail biting race to the finish!
P.s. Sorry for all the random photo placement...no idea how to get them to line up on here now that I'm back to using a computer!
UPDATE: A month after losing my bag when I was travelling
around Switzerland with my friend and her husband, I got a random text, “Ik
have found your baggage with I Phone and other things and money. Gif me your
adres and I send it to you”. Lins and I over analyzed it and thought it was a
bit creepy. So I told Jan about it and he said to just text the person back. I
of course couldn’t with my limited phone plan so Jan was nice enough to contact
the person. Turns out, it was a nice old man who found my bag in his garage
along with his son’s band equipment! The band had accidentally picked up my bag
(I actually suspected this) and left it with their other stuff in their parent’s
garage! The man found Karri’s phone in my bag, charged it and my number came up
to contact if found! I love the Dutch! Such kind people! I have now been
reunited with my bag and selfie stick! ;)
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