De Hoofdige Boer
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... breakfast buffet we have had so far.
That day's ride was long but pleasant for the most part. The wind had died down, thank goodness, and our path took us along dykes between pretty (but smelly) farms and gently rippling wheat fields.
We left the marked Rhine Route at Doorn and headed north to get to Almere. This meant switching to our Netherlands map book, which is the spaghetti plate of colours and numbers that got us lost last ...
... but she gave me instructions on where I could find the bus.
I took the bus to Utrecht, which is a half an hour away. I was immediately shocked by just how many bikes there are. Thousands and thousands of bikes. There are definitely more people riding bikes than driving cars, and there are parking areas filled with bikes. My first impressions of Utrecht are that it is a very old city full of young and hip people. I saw a lot ...
... We did some English lessons, Adia helped me with my Dutch, and we had lunch. We watched Violetta, baked some brownies and did some crafting. It was like the perfect au pair day. The whole thing is kind of funny at this point because on Sunday when I returned home they had taken the cast off and she could walk on her foot. Pretty sure it wasn't broken...
After dinner I headed into Amsterdam to meet up with my friend Jean, who had worked with me at Camp Korey ...
Despite the festivities, I was fading fast due to my sleepless plane ride, so I went to bed at 22:30. I was woken several times by a large amount of loud fireworks. Apparently from 6pm-2am on 31 January is the only time that fireworks are legal in Holland. Therefore everyone goes nuts with them.
I woke up the next morning around 10:30. Clearly my body still needs to get used to the time difference. Adia's friends had stayed ...
My feet were balloons, and the heat had caused an itchy sweat rash, that later developed into eczema around my ankles. It was still worth it. They wouldn't fit into my sandals. I slept on the sofa, with no cover because of the heat, and didn't hear everyone coming down stairs ...