Wognum


On our first night in the Netherlands, Jean and I made our way to Wognum, a small northern village for a Couchsurfing party. I don’t remember it so well, but I recall the fire-dancing, the homemade “happy” cupcakes, and many cheerful Dutch.

In the morning, we ate toast with peanut butter and chocolate sprinkles at Niels’ house before hitchhiking to Hoorn. From there, I headed to Zeist.

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