Last weekend I met some friends in Amsterdam to see a football match, Ajax vs. Excelsior. It was a short trip, leaving Thu evening and returning Mon midday. I didn’t expect to be hit by jet lag too bad but here it is Sat and only now do I think my clock is finally back to normal. I have been waking up at 4 am though.
We planned the trip several months ago when I learned that a good friend of mine, Mike, was beginning chemo after it was found that his lung cancer had returned. Since Mike was a big Ajax fan, we decided that now was the time for him to finally go watch Ajax play. Mike was born in Amsterdam but had never had a chance to watch Ajax in person. I contacted a good friend of mine who lives outside of A’dam, Mark, and he was able to get tickets. Mark and I had done a similar trip seven years before to see Arsenal play in London (at Highbury) and then Ajax the next day in A’dam. Another college friend, Rich, jumped at the chance to join us and Mike’s brother-in-law, who lives near Amsterdam with Mike’s sister and their son, also came along.

Mike and I arrived in A’dam around lunch time after about an 8 hour flight. We took the train from Schiphol to Amsterdam which was about a half hour ride. We were staying at the Krasnapolsky at Dam Square, a short walk from the Centraal train station and very centrally located. On arrival at the hotel, we learned we could not check into our room until late afternoon. Anyway, we quickly met up with Rich and took a walk around the city to see some sights. The city was abuzz with tourists. Of course when we decided on the weekend, we based it on who Ajax was playing. Their opponent would be Excelsior who were near the bottom of the table. We figured it would be a good chance to see an Ajax victory. Of course, who knew that the game was on Easter Sunday? Still, the weather was gorgeous, sunny with temps in the 70°Fs (21°Cs) and that was the forecast for the whole weekend. The tulips also were in bloom.

We found a cafe to get lunch and I ordered bitterballen which are similar to kroketten (Dutch croquettes) but are round instead of cylindrical. They are a mixture of meat and thickened sauce that are rolled in breadcrumbs and then deep fried, a great snack.

I gained an appreciation for them the last time I visited A’dam with Mark and he introduced me to the fast food eateries known as FEBO:

We returned to the Kras at 3 pm to check into our room but were told it wouldn’t be ready until 4. After hanging out in the lobby for an hour checking email, we finally got into our room. We ended up getting an upgrade to a larger room because of the delay so that worked out okay. After resting for a bit we met up with Rich again to get dinner. There were a lot of restaurants around the Dam. It was surprising to see how many Argentinian steak houses there were in Amsterdam. We decided on one called CAU. It turned out to be quite nice and I had a good ribeye steak.


After dinner we called it a day.
On Saturday, Mike and I headed out to check out the shops and get souvenirs for our wives, kids and of course, ourselves. We also stopped off for some breakfast and I got pannekoeken with apples.
We then met up with Rich and headed for the Centraal to catch a train to Leiden and meet up with Mark who lived just outside of the city. The train ride went past Schiphol and through the tulip fields. Leiden is similar to A’dam with canals and older buildings.

It was nice to get away from all the tourists in Amsterdam. Leiden was much quieter. It is home to the University of Leiden which is the oldest university in Holland, founded in 1575. It is also the birthplace of Rembrandt. Saturday afternoon many street stalls were set up in the city selling wares and food. We came across a fish monger and Mike saw that they were selling broodjes haring which is raw herring filets on white bread with onions. The monger was filleting the herring and making the sandwiches right in front of us. Herring was one of the things that Mike specifically wanted to get on this trip. I also got one since it was well past lunch time and I was feeling pretty peckish. It was delicious. I could have eaten another couple but I had to save my appetite for dinner.

After browsing some shops and visiting some sights we walked through the campus on our way to meet Mark’s wife Mariken at an Indonesian restaurant. It was time to eat rijsttafel. Rijsttafel is a Dutch word meaning “rice table” and refers to an Indonesian feast in which a number of small side dishes of meat, vegetables, curries, etc. are served. Our rijsttafel had 18 dishes. It was great. Another item to mark off of Mike’s checklist of things to do.

After dinner we took our leave of Mark and Mariken and headed back to A’dam. Jet lag was starting to kick in and we had a big day ahead with the football match.
On Sunday we met up with Mark and Rich and took the Metro down to the ArenA for the match. We met Rene, Mike’s brother-in-law, at the ArenA and went to our seats. We had great seats in the upper deck.


When we ordered the tickets, Ajax were languishing in the standings, 5 or 6 points back of the leaders and it looked like we would not be able to keep pace with PSV or Twente. We were dropping points and we had sold our best player. At that point we were just hoping to catch a match that Ajax would win. Now we found ourselves with three games left in the season within one point of the leaders. PSV and Twente started the weekend tied for first with Ajax one point back. Twente though had played on Friday and beat ADO Den Haag 2-1 to take sole possession of first place.
Anyway, the match was great and the atmosphere was amazing. The F-Side (a section of hardcore fans) were singing and chanting throughout the match. We won 4-1 after being tied 1-1 in the second half. It was a bit tense until we finally regained the lead with 20 minutes left. The last three Ajax goals were all scored right in front of us. At the same time as our game, PSV were playing Feyenoord, Ajax’ bitterest rivals. Each time Feyenoord scored a goal, the highlights were played on the scoreboard at the ArenA to raucous cheers. When the final score came across that Feyenoord had won, the ArenA resounded with the singing of “Feyenoord.” We had a great time. We even got to see Siem De Jong score a goal from a bicycle kick. So, with two games left, we have a chance of being champions of the Eredivisie if we win both games. We play Heerenveen away on Sunday which will not be easy. Then we play the league leaders FC Twente on the 15th at the ArenA. We currently trail them by one point.
Here are the highlights of the match:
After the match it was farewell to Rene and then we headed back to the Centrum and one last meal with Mark before he headed home. Rich flew out early the next morning to Stockholm for a business meeting. Mike and I took the shuttle to the airport early Monday morning for our flight and returned to Minneapolis around noon. Mike was met at the airport by his wife and daughter and they drove back down to Iowa.
It was a really fun and memorable weekend and we’re already talking about doing something like it again next year, but we’ll be bringing the wives along next time.



















