There is so much more to the Netherlands than Amsterdam. Places I probably would never have seen had I not been travelling with my bike. I’d say that is what I have enjoyed most so far. The freedom to ride through, and stop in the smaller places that don’t have the ready English menu for tourists.
That famous sport cliché ‘one day at a time’ rings so true. You can’t get ahead of yourself; you just need to enjoy the moments as they come, as it genuinely is a rollercoaster of emotions.
One minute I’m enjoying the morning sunshine in the main square in Haarlem with no train or bus to rush off to, the next I’m packing my bags with 90km on the map!
Although my blogs may not suggest, I do go through ‘why on earth did I decide to do this’ moments everyday, but then when the sun is out all day, legs feeling great, riding through nice scenery, there aren’t too many places I’d rather be.
If the feeling of accomplishment at the end of each day were the highlight, I would say the worst feeling is that breakfast always has a sense of something good about to end.
As my cousin Beti said in a lovely email, I still have a long long way to go. Thanks Beti, your email really did mean the world to me.
I’m on day 15 now and my brain has not stopped. It’s not a bad thing.
Until Germany,
Jag
