My last installment of thoughts about my forth-and-back travels a week ago (earlier musings):
- The grass
was magnificent green in The Netherlands, which took me by surprise. Frost had not arrived yet.
- Canadians should take over the idea of garbage bins for doggy poops. I think I’ve mentioned this before.
- I considered taking up smoking again. At the end, I decided against it.
- I was surprised to see the majority of family members smoking cigarettes, something I thought was quite ironic.
- I did get a recipe to make tempeh, but so far, I have not found any (dry) soybeans in local stores. And yes, deepfried fermented soybeans stuff is pretty good. Hey, bread wouldn’t be bread without yeast…
- ‘Plastic fantastic’ is actually a good lens.
- I may have eaten my last Indonesian dish in The Netherlands. That is, unless the mister from the Indonesian import stuff (who I met last Friday in Sobeys) manages to convince earlier mentioned grocery store to keep carrying some Indonesian food mixes.
- I did not watch TV in The Netherlands. OK, for less than half an hour.
- Nowadays, subtitles confuse me.
- In Dutch restaurants, coffee is still poured in little bite-sized cups and there’s no second refill, at all.
- Railway stations charge 50 Euro cents for a washroom visit. You may just as well hold it up, jump in a train and do it for free (most washrooms on railway stations are coin-operated).
- For over an hour, while waiting for Alfons, I was watching people during a stopover at Amersfoort railway station.
- I don’t mind dining in an American Cuisine Restaurant.
- Dutch humour is generally quite rude.