Gouda
Today it is time for something else but my town. And for fun going by the train. It's been a couple of months since I have taken the train.
When we get into Gouda, after a very exciting ride of course, I decide it is time to eat cake. 'Cake, mama', I say. And so our search for a cake shop starts, but we get into the shopping mall and no cakes. We go off the beaten track, and there is a hair cutter: 'ol' cutter' he is called. What is your name?' he asks, and I say my name, my full name! 'Do you like hair dressers' sweet?' he asks, and I nod yes. That is free candy!!
And then finally we come by a garden, free entry and there are chairs to sit! Here there will be cake! It is the Museum about the Resistence. It is also against discrimination. And they serve excellent cake. On the way back we step into a needlework shop, something for a rainy day to try out.
The walk back to the train station is a bit too long: mama takes me on her shoulders. Ice bear has sung all the way along too.
When we get into Gouda, after a very exciting ride of course, I decide it is time to eat cake. 'Cake, mama', I say. And so our search for a cake shop starts, but we get into the shopping mall and no cakes. We go off the beaten track, and there is a hair cutter: 'ol' cutter' he is called. What is your name?' he asks, and I say my name, my full name! 'Do you like hair dressers' sweet?' he asks, and I nod yes. That is free candy!!
And then finally we come by a garden, free entry and there are chairs to sit! Here there will be cake! It is the Museum about the Resistence. It is also against discrimination. And they serve excellent cake. On the way back we step into a needlework shop, something for a rainy day to try out.
