From Rotterdam it’s a quick hop to Dordrecht, the oldest city in the province of South Holland in the Netherlands. I arrive just as the locals begin milling around the city center for dinner but it’s still a few hours yet before sunset.  I begin my walk at the statue of the brothers Johan and Cornelis de Witt, …
Work Hard, Play Harder
 There’s a local expression here loosely translated to “you make money in Rotterdam, divide it at the Hague, and spend it in Amsterdam.” Whereas Amsterdam is the cultural epicenter and the Hague more or less a government seat of the Netherlands, Rotterdam is this country’s no-nonsense, worker-bee kind of city. It’s my kind of town. But on this day, when there’s a summer …
Let’s Skip The Quixotic Chases
 The first time I got to see a windmill up close and in person, it was dark outside and the tavern inside, where we were hoping to get a beer, was closed.  I’d arrived at Le Moulin Defrenne too late. This time, I’m prepared like a Boy Scout. I’ve perused the mill database and concluded that eventually all roads …
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Heaven behind hell’s gates
Way before 9/11 I used to spontaneously pick out a city, hop a plane and some hours later basically get lost somewhere in the world. If I didn’t speak the local language, all the better. Now it’s not so simple to travel. The consequence of 9/11 is the knowledge of how the impossible can manifest itself. That has changed how …
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