Well, OK. My point and shoot camera skills probably did not do them any justice, and in case you are wondering, these are sights of budding tulips and blossoming hyacinths — staples of a typical spring scenery which canvassed the landscape of Holland. With colours so vibrant to the naked eye, and scent intoxicating (in a nice way!), the sheer sight of them even from afar made me feel so jubilant and light! Most certainly a nice change from the usual concrete jungle. Sights that are worth more than just a moment of your time as they were simply breathtaking.

We actually went to check out some nearby tulip fields earlier on in the week (I’m sure much to Spud’s chagrin of having to be strapped in the car-seat again!) on our way to a nearby zoo, but found out that they were not blossoming just yet. I was told that we oughtta give it a few more days, and they would almost definitely be in full bloom before we leave.

While I’m not much of a flower person, I strangely have a thing for tulips (and a few other types of flowers). And so, the prospect of actually being able to see rows and rows and rows of vibrant, real blossoming tulips at the right time and right place sounded extremely exciting to me! I was certainly more than ready to give it a few more days and see them again, come hell or high water or the fact that Spud does not like long car-rides. (Suck it up on this one, kiddo!)

With that, we spent a couple more days after that visiting a community zoo with Oma (forgot what the zoo is called), a museum devoted to preserving Enkhuizen’s cultural heritage as well as the maritime history of the shallow bay of the north sea in the Netherlands called Zuiderzee Museum and spending the day in Amsterdam (that one day where we left Spud with her Oma & Opa).