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Travel Blogs from Haarlem
... market) to visit one of the oldest stores in town; a
chemist shop dating back to 1849 where very little has changed. ( as you can
see in the picture) The have a shield with “Hofleverancier” on the front of the
building, this means “Supplier to the Royal Palace”
Diagonally across the road I notice the bar
and the painting on the wall. The painting was suppose to be replica of a
painting made by Frans Hals, ...
... The streets are even set up for the bikes with a bike lane on the streets and a seperate lane for walking. When we went by the train station you saw bikes all over the place parked and we were told their is even more under the station. You don't just have to yield to cars in the Netherlands, you also have to yield to bikes. They even have traffic lights for the bikes. But it is their way of life here and to me it is ...
... in your honor!
A day that neither of us will ever forget dawns brightly in Haarlem. We rise and breakfast on board with new found friends and marvel at the draw and swing bridge systems that allow our barge to travel from Haarlem to Lisse. As we silently glide alongside the flat fields we start to see colorful hints of what awaits us: ribbons of riotous color-coordinated neat rows of blooming bulbs. Lisse is our destination where the bikes leave the barge and ...
... and canals. Fun fact about tulips…they’re not indigenous to the Netherlands. They are actually brought here from the Middle East. Now, the Netherlands is the world’s biggest grower and exporter of tulips.
We walked back through the city and to the apartment. We took a nap when we got back. When we woke up, we caught the bus to the other end of town for our pizza cruise. We wanted to do a canal cruise while we are ...
... saw any pastures with cows. Where do they get their beef? Ahhh, then I start thinking about the stories Will's new German friend shared with us. You know the one who sat on my lap on the plane who hauls cattle in Alberta to slaughter houses. OH GREAT, he mentioned something about horse meat going to Europe. OK, that it, I'm done with my burger. I ate most of Will's fries and he thinks I am being a freak again.