With eight Dutch people in the pouring rain climbed a volcano, the café halfway through only wanted to serve a meal at half of us, because food was exchanged back and forth between the tables and the poor French of the Dutch and the poor English of the French turned out to be a havoc.
No, then the food with our B&B run by the Dutch was better arranged.
On the way back to our temporary stay, the scary thought emerged that perhaps all the castles and ruins in this region were now run by and for Dutch people.
We ate beef of the organic farmer from a meadow further on, on a sheet of bell pepper. And an artichoke, draped on top of that as a beating heart.
The dinner was served by an indolent adolescent, she radiated that she would have preferred to do holiday work everywhere than with her mother. Put eight adults together and it is immediately fun.
Fraternization: Our youngest walked into the swimming pool in the dark, she was ‘saved’ by the other children. After that it was about the mystery why we were not allowed to take towels to the swimming pool, a problem that the weather was not really a problem.
“And why does she get the cutlery out of the closet during the day?” A woman asked.
“We are not allowed to put bread ourselves,” she gave the answer herself.
The midweek House Cleaning Wasn’t good either. I was able to participate. The nicotine tablet that I had spit in the shower curtain while showering was still hung there after the cleaning. Could we buy a bottle of Glorix together with the group? I kept looking at Eva. This proposal did not come from our narrow part, was it?
I put in what I against the phenomenon Honesty Bar I think it should also be fair from the sellers’ side.
After that it was soon about politics. An excited discussion followed about the household waste collection in Amsterdam and secular education. A woman, active in the banking world, raised the arms and shouted that a movement had to come for and by lovely people. ‘Sweet’ had to be called, she was looking for another Dutch celebrity to pull that cart.
The messages from the homeland became gloomy and gloomy. The WiFi was out again after midnight, from me she no longer had to get the local WiFi expert Amir, I believed it. Don’t feel like staying home anymore, was something like that. At the mandatory check at 10.30 the sky was clear blue. It could finally get hot again, as always at this place at this time of the year.