Hotel 't Paviljoen
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... own up to our own fear and anxiety at that moment. We
help the child see how we experienced it so that she
understands why we acted in the way that we did. She in turn learns the
name for the feelings inside of her when we yank her off the pavement.
Yes, I could slap the child’s bum and just say “NO!,” and when I do, the
child knows to not dart into the street again right away. But, I have
also taught ...
... learn that I was a few hours late. I know that we both shared unspoken words to one another the day you departed back home to Holland, we shared those unspoken words in our final embrace.
If there is one thing I am relieved about it's that you are not suffering anymore sis. It pained me to see you fighting what we all eventually learned was an unwinnable fight; and I felt utterly useless not able to do anything to help you defeat this *******ned disease.
... dairy farming to make chocolate. There are almost as many cows as there are people. Christian Huggens who discovered te rings around Saturn, Van Gough is Dutch? And Remembrant. There was a big phase of Dutch impressionist paintings in the 1700. They are big fans of fries here but they do not use ketchup, they use mayonnaise. Amstel beer is famous here and the Heineken brewery is in Amsterdam. Heineken has been passed down in the Heineken family and it is ...
... the view. Half an hour later we were docking at Marken where again we got up close to the homes as we made our way to a traditional clog maker. He demonstrated how clogs are made (the machines are now 80 years old). Fascinating! Then it was time to board the bus again and head back to Amsterdam, where we arrived at 2:30pm. I caught the 2:52pm train back to Utrecht. Met up with Don and some of his colleagues for a drink and later shared a Chinese meal ...
... we drove over to Tino and Hellen's for strawberry cake and more conversation. Their two boys are getting bigger everytime I see them. Ivo, the older of the two, came with us on a frantic drive to the airport. The road system seemed beset with roadworks and odd diversion signs. At one point we ended up at the cargo bay and had to detour 5 miles round to the other side. I was starting to think I wouldn't make my flight, but of course I did.