About Flying Gurnards: Haven't seen any Flying Gurnards lately. Still like odd stuff. And sometimes I do stupid stuff and call it spontaneous. True story. I also don't have travelling shoes. They broke before I left home (omen?) and since then it's been mostly bare feet and flipflops although I keep killing them and consequently am on my fourth pair. I miss home. And everybody that makes it what it is. I feel fortunate doing what I do where I am. And I am still full o' love for life!

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Sunday, 15 January 2012

Oliebollen

Dutch people surely outdo any other nation in the world when it comes to New Year's Eve. The amount of fireworks makes one hope that all war veterans with Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder are safely ensconced inside with soundproof earmuffs on cause it does sound as if WW III started at the strike of midnight.
My Dutch family, especially the guys, are no exception to the rule and from a safe distance holding my wimpy sparkle stick I watched them launch firework missiles from empty wine bottles. Holy Moses.
I imagine that if you were in an airplane navigating the dark skies above this wetland you would have the most amazing view of an entire country below ablaze with colorful explosions.
Then there's the food. Traditional snacks for New Year's Eve include oliebollen which are kind of like donuts but then way better tasting. And getting roaring drunk with family members that you haven't seen in seven years? Now that is the by far the best thing about celebrating the beginning of 2012 in Holland.




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