Posts tagged ‘Amsterdam’

Price perception and the organic (and local).

I have this theory for a while now and I am now going to share it with you guys. and you can tell me if it makes sense or not. It all started with an observation of my patterns of ‘going out on the town’ in a relatively unfamiliar city.

Say, we go to Amsterdam for a weekend. We are quite broke as always, but despite the fact, we go out for dinner and look for a place for an after dinner drink, that hopefully will not rip us off. We pass a bar, and it looks nice, if only a little bit on the fancy side. And, inevitability, the conversation goes something like this:

“Hey, this place looks nice, wanna go inside?”

“Hmm, I don’t know, it looks kinda expensive, I don’t think we can afford it”

And then what happens? We go somewhere else, that looks more like the kinda place we can afford (i. e. hole in the wall). And we end up paying 3 euros for a beer in a crappy looking hole in the wall.

And after this happened one or two times, I developed a new philosophy. This one more satisfactory, and it goes something like this:

“We are in Amsterdam. Gonna get ripped off no matter what we do. So we might as well enjoy it and go to the nice looking place we wanted to go in the first place. I’m sure it won’t rip you off any worse that the others”.

So then I started noticing this little theory applied to other things as well. Like, here in Wageningen, we had this really crappy looking supermarket, the kinda place you don’t want to spend more than 5 minutes in, just get the milk and get out before this place steals your soul. And the strange thing is, this place got a reputation of being cheap. But the fact is, when you actually compared the prices of the same products, it was even more expensive than the nice looking supermarket!

We as consumers are subject to a hell of a lot of manipulation. Why do you think all the prices are always $9.95 and not $10? Never $10. I know, rationally, that $9.95 is really 10$. But for some reason, it just seems a whole lot better than $10, huh? Why you go to the supermarket and buy something for $4.95 and next week it is on SALE, for ONLY $5.45!!! And yet, we still buy (into) this crap!

So, I wonder, even though there is no doubt that most local and organic things are, in fact, more expensive than their conventional counterparts (like the 8E/kg bell pepper), how much of the price difference is real, and how much is just in out heads?

I have, just recently, seen the lettuce heads at the organic market stand for 1E a piece, picked that same morning in Wageningen. In the supermarket, they have them imported from Spain, who knows when and how, for E1,5o! And the 8E/kg bell pepper seems expensive, right? That’s about E1,5 a piece. What if I tell you that about the same time I saw single overpackaged bell peppers trucked in from the Kingdom of Far Far Away at the supermarket at guess how much? That’s right, E1.50. And let’s not forget that said peppers rank at #3 of most evil vegetables in pesticide residue.

I’m not saying this is always the case. It’s true, about 70% of the times (my guesstimate), local and organic is more expensive. But it is also fresher, tastier and pesticide free! Isn’t that worth paying for?

Just because you buy something at ‘Cheap’o’market’ doesn’t mean that it is actually cheaper! I am just making a case for the fact that supermarkets are not actually the cheapest places to buy food, despite what they want you to think.

I’m just saying. Go to the farmer’s market. I bet you will find plenty of local (and sometimes organic as well, with or without certification), cheaper than at Cheap’o’market. Don’t just assume that it’s more expensive and therefore you can’t afford it. Do some research first, and actually compare it. Even better, look into the possibility of buying directly from farms in your area.

On a personal note, I am now going to look into the possibility of buying cherries and strawberries and other fruit from farms just on the edge of town. Yesterday I noticed them from the bus. They had a little barrack by the side of the road with a painted sign saying ‘Cherries for sale’. I bet ya that’s the cheapest I’ll find here in town. And if they are not organic, who cares? They are local, which is cool too.

The point is, you are going to get ripped off no matter what you do. So might as well enjoy it, and get what you really want, and not go for the inferior alternative just because your perception is tricking you into thinking it’s cheaper ūüėÄ

Yummy photo by CAZASCO on Flickr.

June 16, 2007 at 2:58 pm 13 comments

Queen’s Day

 Queen's Day 2007

This post comes a little later than usual as I was in Amsterdam on Sunday, celebrating Queen’s day¬†and needed some time to recover. This despite the fact that I did feel some internal resistance to celebrating some dead old ladie’s birthday, but I was not about to refuse a party because of the legitimacy of the occasion, or lack thereof.

The city is a sea of¬†orange people and there is music everywhere. There is also a city wide flea-market, because anyone is allowed to go on the street and sell whatever they want. At it’s worse, the only way to get around is following a people stream in the general direction where you want to go, trying your best to avoid stepping on vomit, horse poo or peoples feet. There is music blasting in the street at every corner, hundreds of party boats cruising the canals, orange bodies dancing (or trying).

I was trying not to let my ‘convictions’ get in the way of enjoying the party, but I couldn’t help noticing the prevailing creepiness of it all. They were people giving out ‘Queen’ masks, a piece of cardboard with a eerie photo of the queen with orange hair. They were also giving out this stupid unfoldable orange¬†paper hair piece¬†that is supposed to represent the¬†queen’s hair.¬† Most of them of course were on the floor.¬†

With commerce restrictions lifted for the day, dutch entrepeneruship was at it’s prime. The stuff being sold at the fleamarket was so pointless and random that you were left wondering “Why are they selling this? Who did they even keep it?” Most cafes made a point in hanging ‘NO TOILET’ signs on their windows, while others were happy to make a healthy profit on desperate girls, 1E per pee. Guys didn’t have to go through it because there are plenty of ‘pissing boots’ installed especially for them. Some people were selling 5E rappel rides to the other side of the canal from their windows.

Of course, with so much going on, the police thinks they ought to have a ‘presence’, you know, as a deterrent or something. And for some reason they thought that going through the crowd on horses was a good idea (crowd control?). So guess what a surprise it was when one of the horses climbed on the sidewalk (this on a tiny tiny bridge with nowhere to go) and trampled a few people right in front of us. Seriously, how¬†bright¬†do you need to be to see that coming? *sigh*

Towards the end of the day, the crowds started to clear out, and then you could really see the extent of the damage. The sea of people was replaced by a sea of trash and piss spilling¬†out of¬†the urinals…¬†A whole city completely completely¬†trashed.¬† And I have to give them credit for not using disposable plastic cups. Instead they had these¬†reusable ones¬†with a 1E deposit. Even so, the amount of trash was unimaginable. The end of a party is not a pretty sight.

And for an environmentally conscious girl like me, this just leaves me wondering, is the ‘fun’ worth the damage? Does wearing orange, getting wasted and dancing poorly really honour her majesty? In the end, all she had to show for was her face lying all over the gutter, side by side with beer cans and vomit.

Photo courtesy Andries3 on Flickr.

May 3, 2007 at 1:39 am 2 comments


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