It was 4 degree Celsius. We made it to the Scheveningen beach. And had ice-cream. I can’t think of a time that I’ve ever said no to any outings that involve activities on a landform along the coast of a sea.
The Hague (“Den Haag“) is only a 30-minute train ride away from Amsterdam. But tourists don’t go there. It is grey, metallic and a straightforward, all business city where big modern buildings prod the sky, and roads stretch so far and wide one is afraid to laugh too loud or even suggest some play time.
This trip to Den Haag, I had deliberately taken down some photos of my meals. As I’ve told you, I love popping into supermarkets and try to integrate myself with the locals – observe the food that they eat and, with bubbling excitement, dig out something interesting to try.