I may have been here too long. Haarlem is a lovely town, but it sort of feels, well, normal to me. I went up to Haarlem on Wednesday to see my friend K from my first Dutch class. We had a lovely time sitting in cafes, desultorily shopping and playing with Liam for a while in one of the courtyard gardens that the city is famous for. The gardens and buildings quite resemble some of the residential colleges at my alma mater, though I guess it would be vice versa since the gardens are quite a bit older than the colleges.
Liam climbing K in one of those gardens.
And with me – a new outfit from my friend A.
Coming down from playing airplane – Liam loves movement of any kind, including being thrown in the air.
And of course, going for the camera, which is endlessly fascinating.
The garden.
A pretty street.
A woman with a bakfiets – a bicycle with a box in front.
We wandered through a antique/flea market. A display on this table was a bit odd – look closely (if you click on the picture you’ll see the larger size – that’s actually true for all the pictures in this blog).
Here it is blown up – I only noticed the pigs when I was there, but blowing up the picture I see it’s a whole tableau.
Continuing our wander – another garden, very old.
The filigree church tower – there are two in Haarlem.
And the Grote Markt, where we ended our day with tasty sandwiches. They actually were tasty. Of course, they cost more than most meals in Vancouver, but we won’t think of that.
