A short and refreshing holiday
We have just returned from a week-long holiday in Egmond. We rented a little summer cottage for an autumn week, just like my parents used to do when I was a kid. And it was lovely -- the sea stirred by the wind, mighty grey clouds, dunes painted gold and gray by quickly changing skies. Beer and pancakes on a terrace in posh-posh Bergen, Dutch-Chinese comfort food in the Egmond Binnen Chinese restaurant, served by a waitress who was surprised that it was possible for kids to actually want to drink tea, a herd of wild horses grazing in the dunes north of Egmond aan Zee and much more.
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We rented bikes for a day and visited the village where my parents were living when I was born (in the hospital in Alkmaar) -- Egmond Binnen. Wonderfully preserved place. This is the church where I was baptized:
The dust removed from my lungs, energy to work on stuff has redoubled. I discovered the existence of illustrators as a likely target audience for Krita and saw Rembrandt's incomparable sketches in the Rijksmuseum.