Silent Sundays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with red doors on Sundays, and green doors on Wednesdays.

Wordless Wednesdays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with green doors on Wednesdays, and red doors on Sundays.

Silent Sundays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with red doors on Sundays, and green doors on Wednesdays.

Wordless Wednesdays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with green doors on Wednesdays, and red doors on Sundays.

Silent Sundays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with red doors on Sundays, and green doors on Wednesdays.

Wordless Wednesdays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with green doors on Wednesdays, and red doors on Sundays.

Silent Sundays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with red doors on Sundays, and green doors on Wednesdays. Okay, this one's a little 'rust'-reddish.

Wordless Wednesdays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with green doors on Wednesdays, and red doors on Sundays.

Silent Sundays

Sietske is on holidays, and leaves you with red doors on Sundays, and green doors on Wednesdays.

Back to the Motherland

The annual trek back to the motherland has been made. Ik will be spending my summer in the land of the million bicycles. No, not China. Holland.

I recently told a friend that in Holland, I went through some 5 bicycles while in university. It's only the first bike that you pay for. At least, that's how it was done in my days. Once your bike got stolen, you sort of entered into that same mode. They stole yours, you stole someone else's, and that someone else would then proceed to steal someone else's and eventually, the person who had stolen your bicycle would have that bike stolen from him/her, and then the circle would be round. She thought that quite odd.

And so I leave you with a short film of the bicycle traffic in my hometown. I wish you all a safe summer, and hope to see you again September.