Today was a sad day. While I’m so glad I had the opportunity to meet and visit with my family in Holland, I must say it was hard to leave. They are absolutely wonderful – every last one of them. It was fun to share family stories, look at their wedding photos, reminisce about my grandfather’s laugh (very distinct, if you knew him, you know the sound), and to get a sample of the wonderful Dutch life. I loved it there, and could easily see myself living there (despite the complete and total lack of understanding Dutch).

I had so much fun with Femke & Jan (the two children in the first photo) – – who says you need a common language to get along when there is Uno and Skipbo to be played????

The last morning I went back to Delft with Yolanda & Sonja – – I say back to Delft, because the night before I jumped on the wrong train back from Amsterdam, and blew right past my stop in Voorschoten, and after frantic phone calls and searching for nonexistent conductors, Jan had to jump in the car and pick me up at the station in Delft. It’s much prettier in the daytime.

We had lovely koffie and appeltaart, walked around Delft, and of course, did a little bit of shopping. The trip home was lengthened by a horrible traffic accident, and we were fortunate to be right near an exit, or I’d probably be posting this from the Netherlands – it shut down the highway for hours, no exits. Thank you navigation system!

To my dear lovely family – I can’t thank you enough for your hospitality, your warm welcome, and for making me feel right at home.

Bedonkt.