Day 3: On the road from Brugge to Alkmaar, Holland
From my perch on the back of the bike I see... I see the road, I see the traffic, I see the landscape, I see... Today I see lush green flat landscapes. Tidy fields, mown berms, crops... I see clever road markings, especially at roundabouts, clear marking, separation of lanes with small raised stone strips, arrows showing us to go anticlockwise. I think of Shirl and Ken 'righty, righty'. - especially on a heart stopping moment when my driver thinks that the road is a dual highway and it is single lane. Oh, how sharp are his reaction times. I see the small EU sign which says The Nederlands. We have crossed the border in a split second.. .I see forests of towering windmills with fields planted right up to the pedestal. I see a long 6.6km tunnel that takes us under the sea. Later we ride across a long dyke across the sea. Then a ferry ride, and.. I see a traditional traditional windmill. We are in Holland.