Thanks to Robb, the Netherlands has become my adoptive home. It’s been a little more than two years since we left Europe, so coming back to this home was exciting.
Robb met me at the airport where he presented me with stroopwafels! (He knows me too well…)
The next morning, the Dutch parentials, Robb and I jumped on Dutch-quality bikes and round around town. Robb and I hoped to enjoy cool, autumn weather as we had spent the entire summer in tropical Vietnamese humidity. But no such luck. We ended up experiencing an unexpected heat wave going through Europe!
It was an enjoyable ride along the Berkel river and stops De Dikke Boom van Verwolde (the thick Verwolde tree) and castles. It was nice to ride a bicycle again. It had been a while and especially on peaceful roads and surrounded by greenery.
We did a whole lot of nothing while in Laren. I got to walk Dede a few times, and even had a run-in with other neighborhood dogs. We went to a local backyard house party. We ate plenty of Dutch pastries and meats.
Being back in Laren and Europe in general made me realize that it’s a nice place to live… when I’m a bit older. I still need to brush up on my [non-existent] Dutch.
But the main thing I realized… Dede has a great life. Someone feeds her every few hours. Once a day, she goes for a walk. And it’s acceptable if she takes naps. That’s the dream…