Strolling Through The Park

It was a beautiful, light jacket kind of day at Vondelpark, and it seemed like a lot of people had the same idea as I did. Spent a relaxing hour on a bench close to the Vondel-man himself watching the world go lazily by.

If there’s one thing I can really say about this country, there are rarely, if at all, any street people. No drifters, bums, or hobos. No one asking for change, foraging in trash cans, or crazy people wanting to talk to you about god. Can’t say the same whenever we go to neighboring Belgium or Germany where it becomes a little uncomfortable playing tourist at times. Over here, it’s mostly all about peace, quiet, and being left alone. I do still have to get used to the wafting smell of cannabis — though I suppose that would partly explain the peace, quiet, and being left alone.

This round, retro building is the Blue Tea House cafe, built in the 1930s; on a Tuesday afternoon, full of customers noshing away. Surely the economy isn’t that bad.
It’s days like these when I totally get why Holland ranks high in quality of life. They may have just found the unexpectedly simple key to happiness – that life, as with most things, should be a walk in the park.

2 thoughts on “Strolling Through The Park

  1. ” I do still have to get used to the wafting smell of cannabis — though I suppose that would partly explain the peace, quiet, and being left alone.” This line made me smile. Looking forward to having coffee at Cafe Jaren soon 🙂 And some Pannekoken to go with that cup.

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