So do you want to take a stab at saying that name three times really fast? I can barely say it once, but Zierikzee is my final stop in Zeeland. From Middleburg to here, I run across old windmills…
and their newer counterparts…
and lots of water…
But as soon as I pull up within the city limits, there is no doubt that I am among the Dutch. Their innate sense of organization is always abundantly clear in their city planning and architectural style:
Every street is charming in this very small city, but I am amazed by how many for sale signs there are everywhere. It’s not possible to get lost in this place, and eventually I reach the water…
by following the seagulls:
My general impression is that Zierikzee is a condensed, compact version of Middleburg but with equal parts of charm…
It would be hard for me to decide which town I prefer, but if I absolutely had to choose, i would pick Z-town because it is here that I have the most delicious macaroon type of cookie…
and encounter three cats on three different streets within minutes of each other:
I suspect all these windmill sightings here also have something to do with my pick!
now this also never heard off.. zierikzee.. yup.. i’m trying to say it out loud and fast 3 times!
i think i just stick to z-town for now.. hehe