So we've just arrived in the Netherlands and the GPS has taken us thru the centre of town via the shared pedestrian / deliver trucks precinct. We are slightly stressed as we've been in this situation before and last time the shared area had pop up bollards that came up automatically at 11am. It is 10.45 and as soon as we get out of the area we spot a parking spot - directly in front of a sex shop. Now this is probably wouldn't be funny anywhere else but we are in the Netherlands :)
Our first sight of windmills, but not the type we expected. On the left are a few of the massive structures that hold back the ocean.
Wine by the glass - literally.
Ah, that's better, real windmills. There aren't many left and most are in tourist precincts. I was surprised to learn most are thatched.
We've been having rain most days since arriving in Paris but now it is pouring. Here we were in Delft. This is how they decorate the telephone switch boxes (or whatever they are called - the ones at home that are always covered in graffiti and are rusting)
So Belgium was beer and the Netherlands is cheese. It is mainly many different types of Gouda.
Now this is a really neat machine which was located by the main car park - pull the handle and you get a map. Brilliant. Notice no vandalism. I'd love to see these in Melbourne but I'm not sure how long they would survive before they are vandalised.
We went into a church that has a 'Wurlitzer' exhibition. These two ladies (and yes they were female - we checked ha ha) were singing.
It had been poring all day and as we get to our accommodation the sun comes out for 1/2 hour. There is an idyllic beer garden on the waterfront but we never get to sit in it again.
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