Green Notebook from Loon-Plage
It felt like the summer was over as I made my way into Zandvoort early on Friday morning. It was very early because my distaste for traffic jams is gradually becoming pathological. The Dutch were still asleep, their bicycles parked. There was the chill of autumn in the air. There had been rain and a … Continue reading Green Notebook from Loon-Plage →
It felt like the summer was over as I made my way into Zandvoort early on Friday morning. It was very early because my distaste for traffic jams is gradually becoming pathological. The Dutch were still asleep, their bicycles parked. There was the chill of autumn in the air. There had been rain and a … Continue reading Green Notebook from Loon-Plage →
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