In comparison to the newer parts of the city, the contract was clear but when sighting the older buildings and layout, it was exactly what you envisaged if someone were to talk about The Netherlands. Tall, thin buildings leaning out over the streets, lifting points or winches attached at the highest point and big, open windows. These building flanked what was an old harbour, laden with wood vessels which left the place looking picturesque and an photographer’s paradise. There was even a windmill top complete the picture!
On the way back to the hostel, I made sure to visit one final spot, which was the large scenic park in the centre of the city, called Het Park. In the late morning sun, this place looked brilliant. With the open plan greenery, sun glistening off the lakes as the trees dipped the tip of their branches into the surface of the water, and people basking in the sun light, enjoying themselves. A perfect location for a slow wander through or to sit back, relax and enjoy your lunch on the grass.
Before I knew it, it was go time and my next and final stop beckoned me. My things were packed, I’d checked out and I was on my way to the cool train station. This final stop, as I alluded to, was going to be the capital of The Netherlands, the famous (or infamous depending on your outlook) Amsterdam! So that’s where I will pick up the next blog from, as I emerge out of the station and enjoy [number of] days in what turned out to be a wonderful and life changing city. “In what way?” I may hear you ask, well you’ll have to come back and read about it when that post is out. To be sure to not miss it, follow my social media below or at the top of the page.