Time machine part II: A warm summer day, in the far, far north of the Netherlands

Short report of a little trip from Belgium to the Dutch province Groningen, where my friend Leonie was getting married to her dairy farmer Ruben. My Belgian friends picked me up along the way so I could join them for the second half of the trip.

Emptying the camper.

De Afsluitdijk, 32 km long. On the left you see our (salt) Waddensea, part of the North Sea, to right a fresh water lake; IJsselmeer.

Veer :)

A Frisian village, hiding behind a dike.

Recovering seal.

Lazy recovering seals.

Arrived in Rottum, Groningen. Here you see some of Leonie's and Rubens cows.
When they were getting married in the church with all their family, we enjoyed ourselves at their place...

In Africa, we promised to be eachothers pink bride's mades on our weddings. Leonie decided to get her cute, five-year old niece for the job, but you don't believe that we would let ourselves be put aside that easily, do you..?

They seem a litte frightened...

See you in May, girls!

Verdun, France

These pictures are a little outdated, they go back till last October, but I still want to show them to you. You might enjoy them.

Beautiful moo2, well most of its members, travelled to France for a weekend which was warmer and sunnier than could've ever been expected.

One of the bloodiest battles of WWI was fought around, and in, Verdun, in 1916. Around 230.000 men died on a battlefield smaller than twenty square kilometers. This is the Douaumont ossuary, a memorial containing the remains of approximately 130.000 soldiers.

'Mort pour la France.' 'Mort pour la France.' 'Mort pour la France.' 'Mort pour la France.' On each of the 15.000 crosses in front of the ossuary.

Delft' students, technical students, can never, ever, nót touch things like this.

Ja. 2! Moo2 bravo. Helden!

No. Honestly. I don't know them.

We just hád to listen to the call of this giant ritmixer. These are 30 egg whites, combined with 1.5 kgs of sugar. Toó much to eat:

Possibilities are endless..

A sunny Sunday, after church. Some people even went swimming.

Yes. Of course. Also the tables need to describe a '2'.

One of the good (?) things about France, is the amount of little, beautiful and, most of all, empty churches. This was our Sunday afternoon-lets-finish-the-weekend-together-activity. Nice acoustics.