Linge Hotel Elst
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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Travel Blogs from Elst
... windmills that traditionally kept the place dry-ish and ensured that the Dutch and Holland were not consumed by the North Sea. The windmills are as beautiful and quaint as you imagine and with the backdrop of a clear blue sky at their best. The road back to Amsterdam was next and the highlight was watching how often the VW reported that we had dropped below sea level - this country has barely a bump, let alone a hill. Speed ...
Today we went back home, not by bike, because of my flat tire. Matthijs took the train to Amersfoort and from there the bus to Scherpenzeel and then picked up the car and drove back to Zeewolde. I stood in Zeewolde with our stuff. When I was waiting I made a campfire and chat with the other camper. Later there came more people, 2 dads with there sons. We introduced ourselves and sat by the fire and chat. When Matthijs arrived we packed our stuff and ...
... over the years. It was really interesting and so well done. The idea of the museum is that you see everything that happens overground and then you go underground. So we followed the tunnel below ground and spent ages discovering the second fascinating displays. More creatures and lots of skulls and fossils, an exhibit on water and human use / waste of water and how the waterways get polluted. Fascinating stuff. Definitely worth a visit - fab for kids. We finished the tour ...
I had a late ticket, which meant getting up at 5.15am (4.15am if you are working on English time). This was a bit of a shock to the system and interrupted a dream where I'd been delivering obscure lost property to isolated farmhouses, situated down rutted farm tracks. I think my last delivery was to Mrs Savage, the deputy head of St Wulstans Primary School. I brought her a ragged facecloth she'd lost. Then, as my alarm ...
Another short night, peppered with stomach-churning angst, was ended by the tuneful dingle of my phone alarm. The adrenaline was pumping through my veins and I left the others having breakfast, and scurried off to join the first queue of the day. After a 20 minute wait to get scanned at the starting line it was BLEEP! and I was away. The adrenaline was making me rush and I battled my way through the crowds, setting a ridiculously fast ...