A few weeks ago, my neighbour organised a street party. It was a pleasant suprise and the turn out was great. Busy families, busy times, we rarely had time to meet or get to know one another. And so this party sorted that out. In one fell swoop. Families ordered as many pizzas as they wanted;...
Last December, I went to Haarlem, The Netherlands. No relative to Harlem, New York. I think the closest connection to the States might be the fact that one of Haarlem’s most precious daughters, Corrie Ten Boom lived for the last years of her life in Orange, California. Haarlem is a very nice city and...
When I think of markets in Rijswijk, 2 places pop into my head – the general wares market held every Thursday in the Bogaardplein and a little spice shop, stocked to the nines which could very well be in any market. Every Thursday, about Lunchtime, vendors take up residence in the Bogaardplein – a square in...
I call it ‘Hobbemaplein’, after the area its in; T calls it the ‘Haagse Markt’ as though it were the only market in the Hague (which it isn’t, though it is certainly the largest one) and many others say the ‘Turkse Markt’, a tribute, I reckon to the high proportion of Turkish stall owners. Suffice...
Leiden is 12 minutes on the bus, from where I live. It is a quaint town with a thriving centre, canals, cute little bridges and windmills. Scattered around the city are a 101 wall poems, in different languages. Illustrated below…one poem in dutch. Its ‘logo’ is that of ‘2 crossing keys’ – said to be the keys to the gates of...
2010 We saw | We ate | What we brought home | All the rest We saw Rome holds a special place in my heart, which may endure forever . The city that redefined family holidays for us – no trip to MacDees or any other fast food place, not even to use the bathroom....
We saw | We ate | What we brought home | All the rest We saw Vienna. Don’t go to Vienna without travel insurance. You smile…. Hear my story. It was very well planned, this family trip of ours. I’ve gotten into a habit of doing loads of research prior to a trip and planning...
We saw | We ate | What I brought home | All the rest We saw The first time I went to Paris (1999), I rejoiced in the fact that the French fries at MacDonald’s were truly French – better than I’d ever had, but then I was a single girl. The second time we...