Strandhotel Bos en Duin
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... People lay poppies at the feet of cemetery markers. The countries who fought here, the Belgians, British, Canadians, Australians, New Zealanders, and who lost so many men build monuments and place tombstones, inscribing names on them if they are known, or simply saying "An unknown soldier," or "Known only to God." Yesterday we visited the Trench of Death, walking through sandbags and cement built up to protect ...
... by the canal. We were told that the population swells to nearly 100 000 in the summer months. We were told by Pieter that crime is almost non existent in Bruge except for bicycle theft! We saw evidence of this when we found one wheel chained to a pole.The rest of the bike had gone! We felt very safe walking around later in the evening and in fact Bruge is prettiest at ...
... 8220;know” in a foreign city. It’s kind of like telling the foreigners, “See? I’m okay. I have friends.”
OMG, I forgot to tell about the Spanish Inquisition at the pier. Of course nobody expects it, duh duh duh. But we were all delayed about 20 minutes as the police checked out all the taxis, and I mean they looked at the engine, the meters, and all papers. Our driver said it had to do with ...
- First off all we will be writing this blog in English so that everybody can read our blog and can follow us wherever we shall go. The story goes like this. Two years ago we started to shape our dream house & life on the glass wall in the bathroom during a crazy and fun drawing session in a steamy and tropically hot shower. After two years we still have the same dreams we both shared. So we decided it was ...
... I winked and licked my lips seductively, as I’m wont to do, then her skinhead boyfriend appeared over my shoulder all cocky and Mario Lopez-y, so I spit partially chewed cheese in his eye, kicked the **** out of him and his Club Brugge jersey, stole some Ibuprofen out of his girlfriend’s sequined mini-purse, got drunk and wandered reflectively among all the haunting medieval churches and got down to some real thorough Belgian lace doily shopping. Then, after that, none ...