Time to roll out of bed and enjoy one last breakfast. In a couple of hours we will be back in the skies and headed for home.
I will come away with many fond memories of this wonderful week in the Netherlands:
- The crew, their quick response to our needs and wants, their patience with us, their sense of humor, how quickly they got a sense of our different personalities. They all came out to wave at us as we pulled away in the motorcoach, bound for the airport. Tot ziens, all of you! Hope to see you again!
- The variety of food and the fun of figuring out what we would be served tomorrow judging by today’s menu. For instance, fresh red and yellow peppers in our salad one day; roasted pepper soup the next. And all of it delicious.
- The early morning hours up in the lounge or out on the deck, drinking that marvelous coffee and enjoying the spring sunshine.
- The colors of the tulip fields. The unending varieties of the tulips at Keukenhof. Are you sure that’s a tulip?
- The ubiquitous bikes and bike trails. The Dutch really have the right idea about staying fit and enjoying life!
- All the many people on board from all different parts of the country. I will long remember my friends from the state of Washington, the duck-hunting guys and their wives from Iowa, the lovely 83-year-old woman and her daughter who were so much fun, and many more.
- The beautiful towns and villages we passed through, many with their unique architecture and designs on their doors and windows.
- Windmills everywhere, old and new. Many times the newer wind turbines lined up along the canal while the more traditional windmills could be seen out in the fields.