But it was pretty enough, and quintessentially Dutch, with windmills and dykes and polders (the areas of land inside canals), as you see here.
Sprocket quite enjoyed his time in the back carrier, as he usually does.
Me and my friend.
A swan in the canals. It still doesn’t seem quite real that they’re a wild indigenous species here.
A row of windmills. There are 19 on the site.
Sprocket getting to walk about.
Hmmm. Something about the positioning of the words here…
Though my friend did have one and declared it not the worst worst she’d had.
Some last scenic shots.
And after that, a scenic drive back through the polders to Utrecht, and a dinner that included poffertjes to round off the Dutch experience.