Zierikzee

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!

1 Comment

  1. jelita78

    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

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