The windmills in the city of Zaanse Schans- an hour ish bike ride from where we stayed in Amsterdam. I think Brent may have gotten annoyed with me because I biked so slow... but he was a good sport. The little town is known for its windmills- some work, but some are just for show. A lot of the little buildings in the town were green- it felt like the munchkin land from The Wizard of Oz. I asked a local about it and she said years ago, each community had their own paint color- green, yellow, whatever, to create a sense of unity. That sounds fake... but I have no better info, so I'll go with it. I rather liked this outing because we toured a little cheese factory and got to taste an awesome bunch of cheeses. A lot of gouda. Gouda from sheeps, goats, and cows milk (I liked cow gouda the best-the aged, sharp one was delightful). Even a lavendar gouda- which tasted a bit like soap.
PS did you know the movie was based on a real nun named Maria? I had no idea, and now I love it even more
Van Gogh's sketch book. We went to the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam, which I loved, and Brent kinda liked. There was this one seaside painting on display:
And Van Gogh must have really painted in on the beach because there are still grains of sand, blown by the wind, and stuck in the paint!
However, the museum was really too crowded, which really bummed me out. Art is hardly worth looking at if you have so many heads to look through. But, what can you do, I guess.