We like Willemstad. Who wouldn’t?
The wind was up a bit when we arrived, but mercifully had taken a short break at exactly the time we needed to navigate the narrow confines of the harbour, yet neither of us felt particularly relaxed even after we were safely secured.
We think we might be a little apprehensive about returning to the scene of the crime, or perhaps it’s just that we’ve been a bit discombobulated by the fact that we are so suddenly, almost accidentally here, weeks ahead of schedule.
We can’t decide to stay one night or two. Should we try to relax for another day, or just bite the bullet and face whatever unknown demons await as soon as we can? Is the forecast really that bad, or are we just hoping it will force us to decide.
Whatever the case we’ll wait for tomorrow to make that decision, it’s another lovely day, and we have another lovely windmill to photograph!
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