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Fairy Tales by the Sea

Den Hauge, Netherlands –

Something I’ve always found interesting is looking at the similarities and differences between cultures.

One aspect of this, in particular, are the fairy tales and other stories that we tell our kids as they are growing up.

And having grown up in the U.S., a descendant of mostly European ancestors…

Among other kids with similar ancestry…

There are a lot of stories and tales that I grew up with that came from Europe.

Yet go to any particular region in Europe and dig deep enough, I can come up with tales that are unfamiliar and new to me.

Some of them have to do with the nature of the tales.

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A History of Plants – Hortus Botanicus

Amsterdam, The Netherlands –

We had passed by several times, fascinated by the huge greenhouse on the edge of the canal.

It was obviously some sort of botanical garden.

And it made sense; after all we were staying just down the street, directly across from the zoo.

All we had to do was turn left as we exited our hotel, and within a couple of blocks, we would find ourselves walking past the entrance.

So, after a couple of days, Dore wanted to see what they might have hidden behind those walls.

After all, she loves flowers and plants.

As for myself, I’m fascinated by unusual looking plants.

Ones you don’t normally see in people’s flower gardens.

Neither of us was disappointed.

It was like stepping back into a living part of city history.

From back when Amsterdam was a center of international trade.

Back when the city sent ships to all corners of the known world, returning with all sorts of discoveries and goods to sell and trade.

Back when Europe was struck with the plague.

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Making Cheese, and Grinding Pigments – A Visit to Zaanse Schans

Zaanse Schans, The Netherlands –

The wind is blowing.

Which should be a good thing.

It’ll have those windmills going!

But it also means that we have to deal with it.

Walking into it.

Looking into it.

Making sure we don’t have any loose pieces of clothing that aren’t secured.

Well, there’s a reason this place is known for their windmills…

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A History of Plates – A Visit to the Primehof

Delft, Netherlands –

“It’s the coldest winter since 1928,” the man behind the counter told us.

Great.

It had been spring-like weather the week before, but we happened to be visiting during an extreme cold snap, with high winds.

We were not prepared.

So, after a brief bit of shopping for a hat that wouldn’t fly off my head with the slightest breeze, we backtracked a little to take a few photos of things we had passed on our walk from the B&B where we were staying.

As we were taking our photos, we ended up just outside the Primehof, the former palace of William of Orange.

As with many former palaces across Europe, it was now a museum.

I think this must have something to do with palaces having lots of large, spacious rooms. These tend to lend them to become museums over other potential uses.

That and often being centrally located in town.

It all adds up.

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Let It Snow!

Den Hauge, Netherlands –

The lady at the ticket counter turned around to look at me and burst into song.

“Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!”

I smiled and joined in for a brief refrain myself.

“Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!”

No, I had not stepped into a musical.

Nor had I entered into an alternate reality like you see in certain TV shows, where the characters burst into song whenever the mood strikes them.

Nope, I had just had the good timing to walk into the ticket lobby at Madurodam as a heavy snow was picking up steam.

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Ship (Re)-Building

Rotterdam, Netherlands –

“Do you want to see the ship?”

Something told me they weren’t expecting many walk-in visitors.

Maybe it was the look on their faces, all wide-eyed and like they didn’t know what to do next.

I know they had been able to see me outside, taking pictures of the old anchor and canons that had been raised from the bottom of the sea.

I guess they just hadn’t expected me to come in.

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Hot Soup and Mean Doors

Delft, Netherlands –

The look on the Waitress’ face said it all. Shock and concern.

I didn’t know what had happened behind me, but I could tell it wasn’t good.

I turned around to find Dore standing there, holding her hands to her face.

“What happened?”

“The door hit me in the face!”

“Are you alright?”

“No, the door hit me in the face!”

It was my fault.

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Hoping to Relive the Past

Port Zélande, Netherlands –

“Which one of you is into cooking?”

It was the first thing out of Dore’s mouth the moment we first met our flat-mates for the weekend. No “Hi, good to meet you.” Not even any effort to feel them out and see if they cared about food, much less cooking it.

And from the looks on their faces, they didn’t. Or at least they hadn’t considered doing any while here.

Nope, Dore was determined to leap head first into recreating our flat-mate experience from the previous time we were here.

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