Monday, August 26, 2013
Land of the Dutch
In our corner of the state, there is a town that was originally settled by the Dutch and in fact, many of the business names today still reflect their dutch heritage. It is a quaint town and a good place to stop on the way back from the airport to relax and enjoy a perfect summer day that wasn't scorching hot at they mostly are here. This town is know for their tulip festival and the millions of tulips on display earlier in the spring but they don't let summer go to waste as you can see from one of the many flower beds shown above.
The Dutch are known for the windmills and there are several around town. There are also signs of windmills everywhere along with their wooden clog shoes that they are also known for. I remember in high school when our band would travel up to play in their tulip festival parade. I was a drummer responsible for keeping the beat and our band was inevitably lined up with earshot of their local band which mandated that all participants marched in wooden clogs. About the only way I put on a decent show of keeping the beat was to sneak in a pair of ear plugs when it came time to play for the judges.
Above is one of the scenes that I just love about this town. This isn't in some busy center of the city. This is actually the alley behind the buildings that line main street. Instead of a shady dumpster lined alley that you might think twice about walking down after dark, they have this beautiful brick lined sidewalk on the sides of a nice moat. There are actually small business fronts in this alley that can only be reached on foot through the alley.
This is the view in the opposite direction just to show to you that it isn't too much wider than a typical alley.
Off one corner of main street is this gigantic windmill that I assume at one time was fully operational. It is now a museum and I have yet to arrive here when the museum was open. Someday I will time it better and let you know if my assumptions are correct.
With our legs stretched and a some local pastries consumed on a park bench in their central park, we felt much refreshed and got back to our drive back home. It was well worth the stop.