Julia’s Journical

Lindsay and I arrived in Den Haag, (or for you forgeiners The Hague). We were there to stay with my Dad’s oldest friend, Beer. He picked us up from the station and drove us to his amazing house in a beautiful part of Den Haag.

The next day he was going to Amsterdam for a meeting and we hitched a ride into Amsterdam to wander around

We spotted a guy playing the Didgeridoo, who looked very much un-aboriginal and was also the driver of yellow tuk tuk bike thingy

Then we walked and walked and walked and bumped into Rembrandt,

He looks very much like he needs to take a leak.

Then we saw this shocking specimen I think designed just for the American tourits

On the first weekend in Den Haag Beer took us to Kinderdijk, to get there we had to cross a ferry

it was cold on the Ferry and I needed some convincing to get out of the car

Where there are many many windmills, most of which are hundreds of years old.

The first thing we did was get on a boat cruise up the Canal so we could look at all the windmills

It was also cold on the boat

We started to feel the cold less, and Beer told me that it was because we were all partially dead….

Beer then said something along the lines of, ‘oh no, is that going in your blog’ and Lindsay said ‘yes, she blogs everything’ and to confirm that I pulled out my little notepad and wrote down the conversation!

After the boat ride Lindsay and I went and checked out the inside of one of the windmills.
Where we found:
gumboot-clogs

very low ceilings

and cupboard Beds, which according to the video showing in the room, families would squeeve up to 4 children in each tiny bed-cupboard.

Althought they look very small and dark from the outside, the rooms inside the windmill are rather spacious and quite light. The rooms are bizaarly shaped and the sound of the arms of the windmill is quite loud but nice at the same time.

We braved the spining arms of the windmill and walked around the outside of the mill

Families used to live in the windmills, and actually still do live in the windmills. The windmill pumps water out from one canal into another to help prevent flooding.

Look, more Frisan cows, poor things must be so cold!

After hot chocomel we drove to a Stork Farm…because we could…
We saw:
rabbits

Storks!

And another Windmill!