On the train ride back, Eliot and Jim crash. The conductor commented - like father like son (in Dutch) when he came to collect our tickets. Miles and I ate snacks and enjoyed the scenery. The train ride between Leiden and Haarlem is expecially pretty with wind mills, canals and fields of flowers. I can only imagine what it would look like in tulip season; the postcards of the tulip fields are beautiful.
posted by Whitney @ 3:43 PM
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