Caroline and I left Brussels on a train for The Hague in the afternoon.
Since The Hague is pretty close by, we got there pretty quickly. We were
going to visit Charlotte. Charlotte is a fellow AMSer with Caroline, back
when Caroline was an AMSer. Charlotte is an expatriate of the first
order. She is fluent in all the major languages of Europe, and still
retains a fine sense of humor in English, which I tested regularly.
Charlotte is a delightful host, and as much as I teased her about
"having to mark things down on the management feedback card...", the accommodations
were first rate. Tim and Charlotte were wonderful about showing us their
part of the world.

Charlotte took us touring around The Hague, which is so comfortable and cozy
you can't believe it. Coupled with the fact that everyone speaks English,
it's kind of like visiting a set, but the people and a lot of the culture hasn't
changed. The expatriate community is very large here with the world court,
NATO, and various other professional offices. You are as likely to see and
hear English as not, which is somehow comforting and disturbing at the same
time.
We visited one of the plazas with a church in the Dutch tradition. It's
a lot simpler looking than all those French and Italian churches. And of
course the weather blew itself silly and rained pretty solidly all day. I
decided that if you don't do things in the rain, you won't do anything in this
part of the world, so we shouldered on.
The fountain in the plaza was a terrific combination of illuminated patches
over a jet black sculptured base for some saint of local importance. We
had to wait for a break in the wind so Caroline and I could get close enough to
the fountain to not get thoroughly splattered by the horizontally blown water of
the fountain itself.

Caroline and I took a lot of trains around town. Here we are goofing
around on a train. This train was particularly good since it had a second
floor for better viewing the local terrain.
We went to Delft to look at a pottery museum that specialized in the type of
pottery this town is famous for. It's the white pottery with the all blue
or multiple colored designs in a simple designs.
We ended up walking a lot in the wind and rain to get there only to find that
it's just a workshop for producing the stuff with a heavy emphasis on the store
within the factory. As much as Caroline felt the pull of the bowls (she is
a bowl-aholic, for those that aren't aware) we managed to escape the place
without acquiring any new ones.
In the mean time, Tim had closed his shop for the day, rented a car, and met
us at the train station on the way back from Delft. A more dedicated guy
couldn't be found in all of Holland.
We went out to a fish restaurant by the sea, and with the wind going as
strongly as it had all day, the waves were truly impressive to watch. We
had a nice dinner, a bunch of good conversation even though Tim and Charlotte
were feeling the effects of a work week. Caroline and I tried to
sympathize, but we've done such a good job getting away from work it was hard to
imagine what that work week feels like... :-)
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