Tulips from Amsterdam :)
As it is raining we decide to drive outside of Amsterdam and the weather lifts. We visit the most amazing garden that is only open in the spring. Not sure why as it has an established arboretum. But the tourist go for the flowers and they are well rewarded
Inside displays that knock our socks off
Clogs everywhere. 
We head off to the coast to look at the North Sea, which seemed a strange thing to do when we set off in the cold and rain but we were well rewarded. It is an amazing massive beach. Very picturesque. In the summer it must be fantastic. 
While these windmills are in a tourist precinct they are all functioning. We saw chalk being ground for paint, a sawmill and an oil mill. Once again these were all thatched.
The grinding wheel inside the windmill
Volander. The sun has come out and we stroll along in this most magnificent costal village.
Close to our accommodation Frank finds a soccer club. He goes off to watch and 'assist' the linesman :)
And that was the Netherlands
We
just didn't 'get' Amsterdam. Yes it was pouring most of the time we were there
and it was full of construction and renovations but it just didn't have a
heart. It had various 'sections' each with their own character but it didn't
work for us.
It was amazing that nearly everyone spoke English and we eventually gave up trying to speak anything other than English.
The landscape is VERY flat.
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