So, our wonderful week on the waterways of Friesland came to a close today. We headed back to Sneek to return the boats and said goodbye to all the Greydanuses. It felt like we were breaking up a really great party, and I was sad to see my uncles and aunts and cousins go. I don't get to spend much time with my extended family because we all live so far apart, so this trip was pretty special.
That being said, the great thing about a boat trip is that, as much fun as it is, at the end of a week I'm really ready to get off the boat. After a week on a boat--no matter how nice a boat--simply sleeping in a normal-sized bed and standing under a regular shower feels like a luxury. Bring it on!
Also: I feel compelled to mention that one of the things I have loved the most about being in the Netherlands (and Friesland in particular) is that people know my name here! Not that they know me personally, but when I give our last name to make a reservation or whatnot, they don't say, "Vander-what?"
what a joy it is
to visit a place where they
don't butcher your name