The Spoorweg Museum

The Spoorweg Museum

DutchBoy took a day off work and his dad came up and we all went to the Railway Museum. I have to admit, all the boys really, really liked it and I, well, I thought it was OK (pictures with a date stamp taken by DutchBoy’s dad).

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This amused me. Sorta. In an eye-rolling kinda way. Roughly translated, “There’s work in the Railway stores. There it’s responsible and interesting work… MENS WORK. A friendly and welcoming work environment and above average pay and benefits.” Of course, wouldn’t want women to have those things, would we?

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Our little family.

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Loved sitting in this train – we didn’t even have to put money in it for him to love it!

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Well, at least until he tried to sit on the back, where there wasn’t really a seat, and fell backwards and hit his head on the concrete as I tried to grab him in slow motion and only managed to get a foot, which at least minimized the hit. He was still pretty upset, but the nice people brought him an ice pack and he was OK. At least years of playing rugby have told me what to look for after a hit to the head. He was fine, not even too big of a bump, mostly just shocked.

But the fall was actually after our visit to this part of the museum, kinda cool – a recreation of an English village where they built the first train for the Netherlands, as well as a reproduction of that train, with a recorded soundtrack of the English engineer brought over to take the first trip from Haarlem to Amsterdam.

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It’s a nice museum and worth going back too, especially with kids.

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