When we went to beakfast in the airport hotel this morning it came as something of a shock to find a simple “continental” setup. No weird fruit made of glutenous substances, no seaweed, no pickles, no chopsticks, no chap in the corner making fresh omelettes, just an array of super fresh pastries, fresh fruit and a delightfully fresh brewed coffee, accompanied by the murmur of people speaking in a language with which we were vaguely familiar.
Let's be quite clear, we have enjoyed our breakfast over these past few weeks, except perhaps the ones "shared" with the larger tour groups, but now, we were home.
Not wanting the magic of our last few weeks on the road to disappear too quickly, we decided to proceed with a plan we’d been hatching for a couple of days. We’ve seen enough cherry blossoms to last a lifetime but have never been to Holland in Tulip time. Perhaps it's time for a road trip.
When we went to pick up our Fiat 500 rental car and it didn’t have cruise control we asked for an upgrade to something that did. So it came to pass that we are now driving quite possibly the single most inappropriate vehicle for manoeuvring anonymously through tiny ancient streets that could ever be devised. It's a tiny Jeep by Jeep standards and it's got electronic things to help us not hit things or alternatively to tell us that we just have, so it will have to do.
We have people to see, places to go and things to do, and we have a car to do them in.
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Off to the Keukenhof? Supposed to be awesome - one day...
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