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To begin with, last Saturday, we brought Jessie to the old Serooskerke windmill [two separate links] for lunch, and then out
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I love Antwerp... just as soon as I get into its center. It's exterior is ugly and industrial, but that's not uncommon of European cities with large harbors. And traffic can be horrendous. But any negative impressions are quickly erased, replaced by newly formed memories of wagon-worn cobblestone and medieval stone masonry at its best. This is the Europe that many Americans dream of, and long to see. A place where knights, princes, and princesses once roamed, just as the modern-day tourist now can.
Perhaps the week that followed was a bit anticlimactic then. We visited Zeeland's capital, Middelburg, Antwerp's Wij
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But our adventure peaked again just a few hours short of my sister's departure, when exploring Keukenhof Gardens. On the
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It wasn't long before our three weeks with Jessie had passed, and we were standing at the security point in the Amsterdam Airport, saying our goodbyes. To ensure that we all got emotional, Lukas called out "Love you!" to Jessie as she was turning the corner, after which I promptly carted him away, knowing first-hand how tough it can be to hold back the tears when leaving loved ones.
So to make a long story short, we had a great time, everywhere, and are thankful for our three weeks with Jessie.
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