A surprisingly wonderful day...
After the yucky sadness of the morning, I decided to brave a tram. Befitting my mood, I decided to go and visit the war tribunal where Slobodan Milosevic was tried. I was in the Hague and that's the only think I know the Hague for...and it seemed to fit the what I would be studying in Switzerland, so why not. So I bought the appropriate ticket (this funky folding strip), figured out how to used it and hopped on...
When I got to the stop, I poked my head out and it just looked like a boring office building, so I just stayed on the tram...and ended up at this fabulous beach.
I really wasn't prepared for a beach, thus I wore no sunscreen. I ended up nastily solidifying every tan line I had, and my burned my arms too...but it was so wonderful. I must have been a strange sight...this Asian lady in pants walking along the beach filled with sun-reddened Dutch people in their bathing suits. It was where the locals relaxed, and I loved that I saw no other tacky tourists in sight. It was really nice, just walking along the beach barefoot, watching the tides come in and kids jump in little puddles. The beach didn't seem that big, but as I walked and walked to the tempo of the waves, it seemed to go on forever.
I also had a marvelous fresh raw herring sandwich at the beach. I saw a crowd of people gathering around a man on the boardwalk, queuing up for a sandwich. There was a tub of freshly caught live herring, and I watched him sink his hand in the tub, grab a little fishy, filet it and put it in between a soft roll. It was amazing. Definitely one of the best sandwiches I've had.
After the beach, I hopped back on the tram and worried about now hurting sunburned arms. I went to the main shopping district, and sunscreen was sold out in about 3 drugstores. I finally found some (12 euros! what the ????) and walked to the Maurithuis museum. It's this small, well-curated place with some Rembrandt's, Jan Steen's, Vermeer's. I really like Dutch painters. Here's one of my favorites:
And, here's the Mona Lisa of the museum...I think you'll probably recognize this one:
When I got to the stop, I poked my head out and it just looked like a boring office building, so I just stayed on the tram...and ended up at this fabulous beach.
I really wasn't prepared for a beach, thus I wore no sunscreen. I ended up nastily solidifying every tan line I had, and my burned my arms too...but it was so wonderful. I must have been a strange sight...this Asian lady in pants walking along the beach filled with sun-reddened Dutch people in their bathing suits. It was where the locals relaxed, and I loved that I saw no other tacky tourists in sight. It was really nice, just walking along the beach barefoot, watching the tides come in and kids jump in little puddles. The beach didn't seem that big, but as I walked and walked to the tempo of the waves, it seemed to go on forever.I also had a marvelous fresh raw herring sandwich at the beach. I saw a crowd of people gathering around a man on the boardwalk, queuing up for a sandwich. There was a tub of freshly caught live herring, and I watched him sink his hand in the tub, grab a little fishy, filet it and put it in between a soft roll. It was amazing. Definitely one of the best sandwiches I've had.
After the beach, I hopped back on the tram and worried about now hurting sunburned arms. I went to the main shopping district, and sunscreen was sold out in about 3 drugstores. I finally found some (12 euros! what the ????) and walked to the Maurithuis museum. It's this small, well-curated place with some Rembrandt's, Jan Steen's, Vermeer's. I really like Dutch painters. Here's one of my favorites:
And, here's the Mona Lisa of the museum...I think you'll probably recognize this one:
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