As a child I imagined Holland to be a flat country of
dikes with giant windmills pumping seawater back into
the ocean, where fields were brilliant with blooming
tulips and everyone wore wooden shoes. Northern
Netherlands is still much like this. However, when I
visited he south, I encountered a country with little
likeness to my childhood images. I discovered a land 300
metres above sea level, where the River Maas runs
through a beautiful valley between the borders of
Belgium and Germany. This land echoed to the tramp of
Roman legions in the first century BC. They built a road
to open a trade route with Rome, constructed a bridge
across the river and erected a Roman Castleum, which
gave birth to the ancient city of Maastricht.
The city of 117,000 inhabitants appears as I dodge
bicycles on a cobblestone street along the eastern bank
of the river. Turrets and battlements rise as if
fairytale castles, muzzles of ancient cannon peek from
gun emplacements behind 2,000-year-old Medieval walls,
while Romanesque and Gothic church steeples tower above
them. Crossing the bridge into the city, I stand looking
into the impish grin of a bronze rendition of "Mestreechter
Geis", the Spirit of Maastricht. This jocular
folk-figure expresses the joie de vivre of the city.
Replicas of the puckish elf can be obtained solely form
the Maastricht Tourist Office located in the old Gothic
courthouse "het Dinghuis", and are a perfect gift tot
take home.
Mestreechter Geis, if he could, would conduct you
personally through the elegant covered shopping district
of Stokstaat Quarter, the city centre of Roman
Maastricht. Located at the southernmost point of the
Netherlands, Maastricht has traditionally been open to
the European influence, which is nowhere more evident
than in the exquisite and exclusive boutiques that
display the fashions and scents of Oliveier Strelli,
Umberto Ginochietti, Byblos, Windsor, Hugo Boss and
others.
Maastricht sustained more than 21 sieges, by the
French, Dutch and Spanish armies, during its centuries
as a walled city. During the French occupation of the
city in 1795, Maastricht was made the capital of a
French province and Napoleon decided that the streets
should have names and houses numbers. Prior to that,
homes were identified by gable stones -- interesting
designs that were embedded on the building facades.
Sometimes the gable stone was taken to a new lodging
when a family moved. I saw a golden elephant that may
have marked a baker's shop. The elephant was a sales
ploy, intended to mark a similarity between the animal's
large size and the baker's generous hand with spices and
sugar. Other designs were carved to convey the
resident's name or occupation. A mortar and pestle might
indicate a chemist, a grinding wheel a miller, but I
could not discern the significance of the oldest pub in
the city bearing a golden ostrich over the door. (should
he have asked Andre?)
When napoleon introduced a tax on windowpanes, an
enterprising Maastricht gentleman on Wolf Street stated
a trend for picture windows. He removed the cross frame
from his four-pane window, replacing it with a single
pane, thus reducing his window tax eligibility from four
to one.
During excavation for the new Derion Hotel, in the
oldest part of Maastricht architectural remains of an
old cobblestone road, perhaps the oldest road in the
Netherlands, as well as a sculptured pillar from a Roman
Temple inscribed with images of the gods, and part of a
Roman Fort, were uncovered. These fragments are now
preserved in a cellar museum, which also doubles as a
restaurant where hotel guests are served breakfast. It
has become the 'in' place to stop for afternoon tea.
It's noon, and in the square next to the Basilica of
Our Lady (the Vrijthof), sidewalk restaurants are
beginning to fill with people relaxing under striped
umbrellas sipping cool drinks. The Basilica's two round
stepped towers and imposing stone walls tower above,
making it look more like a fortified castle than church.
Inside, the nave is massive. People come and go through
the cool damp air, stopping to say a prayer in the dim
light while a chapel on the left glows with the flame of
more than a thousand candles. The most remarkable
feature of this church is the 12th century
Romanesque choir scenes from the Old Testament.
Maastricht is blessed with 52 splendid churches
offering religious souls a variety of sacred ceremonies,
a different one for each Sunday of the year.
Rough stone steps ascend the ancient walls of
Maastricht's first Medieval City and from the
battlements, I see on the opposite side of the river the
old fortified quarter of Wyck. Behind the walls facing
the river, siege houses line the streets, their high
saddle roofs hiding tall attics where goods and supplies
were stored when the city was under siege. The Round
Bastion of Lambrecht, where ammunition was cached, still
clings to the riverbank. To its left are the remains of
a great arch, which gave entrance to the first Roman
Bridge across the river. Further on, sturdy St.
Servatius Bridge, build in 1280 to replace the old one
that collapsed in 1275, links Wyck and Maastricht, its
eight graceful stone arches straddling the river. Its
last link, originally made of wood so that it could be
torn down in case of attack, is now a drawbridge to
accommodate river traffic.
D'Artagnan, one of the Three Musketeers made famous
by Alexander Dumas, was a Maastricht nobleman killed
during the siege of 1673. (He was said to have been
killed after spending the night in Andre's castle, and
then slain on the castle grounds). A statue in his honor
stands in the small Waldeck Park outside the city walls.
I raised a glass to his valor at D'Artagnan's Bar in
Wyck's Hotel Maastricht.
Maastricht's ancient stone walls are breached at the
"helpoort" (Hell Gate), the only remaining gate in the
original city fortifications. Along the river, "Jekertoren"
(Jeker Tower), rises above stately willows that bend and
sway in a soft breeze. They weep, say the nuns from
Faliezusters Nunnery, for Father Vinck, a priest who was
imprisoned in the tower for betraying the city to the
Spanish more than 300 years ago. In the lake on my left,
another tower "De Vijf Koppen (The Five Heads Tower),
was custodian to the severed heads of Father Vinck and
four other conspirators. They were impaled on its
parapets for all to see.
In Henric van Veldeke Square, the red tower of St.
John the Baptist's church, the tallest structure in the
city at more than 70 metres, dominates the skyline. As
it is not yet four o'clock, I am permitted to climb 218
of its 293 steps to a platform beneath the tower bell.
From here, fantastic views of the city are glimpsed
through openings in the tower. Looking down inside the
church, I watch in awe as tiny figures come to worship.
The Basilica of St. Servatius commands a position of
authority on the West Side of Vrijthof Square.
Maastricht was a bishop's seat from 380 to 722 AD, and
the Basilica is built on the very spot the first bishop,
Saint Servatius, was buried in 384 AD. Inside are relics
which Maastricht has honored for more than ten
centuries. The Treasury of Saint Servatius houses a
collection of silks dating from the sixth century as
well as a rich collection of liturgical objects. The
Louvre has its Mona Lisa, The Rijksmuseum its Night
Watch and the Treasury of Saint Servatius has the
Noodkist, a masterwork of Medieval goldsmith's art
dating from 1160. It contains part of the preserved
skeleton of Saint Servatius.

In front of the Basilica, the square is alive with
activity, rides whirl children through the air, games of
chance challenge your skill and everywhere people are
eating. Maastricht patisseries may raise your
cholesterol level, but the wonderful varieties found in
shops and from peddlers in the square are worth the
risk. Homemade chocolate created in beautiful shapes of
playing children, gorgeous ladies and other art forms
make even a chocoholic pause for a moment before biting
off a head. Specialty cheese are always available in
restaurants, food shops and in the market, where
gourmand customers vie for the Netherlands' incredible
white asparagus and mushrooms from St. Peter's caves.
Citizens crowd shaded tables along the sidewalks for an
early afternoon drink, eager to savoir a local
"Apostelhove" Riesling.
For confirmed pub-crawlers, Maastricht, famous for
its unlimited selection of beer, offers the opportunity
to go for days or even weeks and never have to drink the
same beer twice. The Dutch Beer Museum in Alkmaar lists
86 different Dutch beers while La Vierge Pub in
Maastricht serves a selection of 300 varieties from
around the world. Maastricht boasts over 400 pubs, more
than one for every day of the year. The smallest, N. de
Moriaan, is an ideal spot to squeeze into to commence an
evening's drinking. Be sure to also visit Den Ouden
Vogelstruys in Vrijthof Square, the city's oldest pub,
serving the public continuously since 1730. (this is
Andre's favorite pub & many of his fans visit it.)
Our safari into the Caves of Mount St. Peter, on the
outskirts of the city, was lit by a gas lamp which cast
weird ghostlike shadows on chalk white walls. I had
heard stories of people being lost in these caves and
never finding their way out, so I huddles close to the
others, taking courage from togetherness.
The caves are contained in a hill of marl, a
tableland formed 80,000 years ago by the accumulation of
shellfish remains from a prehistoric sea. Marl is a
sandstone particularly suited for building homes
fortifications and churches. Over the years, quarrying
has resulted in a network of more than 20,000
underground passages where deep silence and absolute
darkness reign. Early visitors and residents of theses
passages drew strange and ghastly pictures on the walls
and many celebrities have inscribed their names for
posterity. Napoleon's signature appears over the date
1803. A mammoth painting on one wall depicts a
prehistoric creature with huge jaws and teeth. We were
told that the actual skeleton of this serpent's head was
discovered in one of the passages. Shells, sea hedgehogs
shark's teeth and other pieces of petrified reptile
bones have also been found. Farmers took shelter here
with their families to escape bombings in both World
Wars, building wood ovens and places to sleep even
bringing their cattle inside and constructing corrals
and troughs to house and feed them. During World War II
the German Gestapo hid art treasures here.
For my final evening in the Netherlands I was invited
to dine at the Chateau Neercanne, located five
kilometres south of Maastricht in the Jerker Valley on
the Belgian border. The only terraced chateau in the
Netherlands, it was built in 1698 for Baron Daniel de
Dopff, the Governor of Maastricht, who wanted a
dignified estate in which to entertain such
distinguished persons as Czar Peter the Great. I felt
honored to be a guest.
Before dinner, we descended to candlelit catacombs
where wine is stored in Roman caves that provide optimum
storage conditions. We charged our appetites with a
sampling of a white brigade of Chateau wines, enhanced
by an hors d'oeuvre of sautéed mushrooms, succulent
morsels prepared by Chef de cuisine Hans Snijer.
In the ambience of the beautiful old chateau dinning
room, we dined on Ris de veau croquant aux truffes
(sweetbreads and truffles) Saumon farcie aux asperges
verts (salmon stuffed with green asparagus), followed by
Supreme de caille au foie gras d'oie (a pate of quail
and goose), a chilled sorbet, and then a main course of
Selle de chevreuil aux figues ( venison with figs). With
a dessert of Feuilletine aux mures (a layered cake of
wild berries), I am sure our meal rivaled any Peter the
Great enjoyed here.
Dutch Prime Minister Ruud Lubbers once called
Maastricht "the hand which the Netherlands extends
towards Europe". The city has only belonged the
Netherlands since 1815, having been coveted since the
fall of the Romans by Prussians, Spanish, French,
Austrians and the Dutch themselves. Throughout the
centuries, Maastricht evolved from a walled, fortified
city into a international meeting place.
Today, Maastricht's European outlook is evident in
the more than 20 international institutes, among them
the European Institute of Public Administration, the
Centre for European Studies and the Institute for New
Technologies of the United Nations University, that have
located here. With six universities within a
25-kilometre radius of Maastricht, the city is carrying
on its traditional role as a centre for learning. In
December 1991, Maastricht played host for the second
time to the EC summit, proving its growing renown as a
centre for trade, exhibitions and conferences.
Two-thousand-year-old Maastricht, with its
international influences and restored architecture, is a
dynamic city to visit, both for the charm of its past
and the vibrancy of its present. (and if you visit
Maastricht in July ... for an Andre Rieu concert in
Andre's hometown!)