In Stroe

I had been pondering all night whether to ride on today but my butt said it was not a good idea. So I booked for another night (left my netbook for charging) then rode to the nearby town of Hippolytushoef. Actually I had also been debating during the night whether, if I stayed, to walk or ride, however a check on the maps convinced me in the end that it was too far. So feeling sore for my butt :) I rode.

The area is very pretty, tree lined roads, rather like English country side. Except for the wind turbines in the distance.

In town I ventured into a fish and chips store. There were several fixed price specials as I had hoped but of course I had no idea what the different types of fish were. I asked in English and she proceeded to explain them and point out one or two. In the end I couldn't remember which was which so I just picked the dearest, Sliptong! Lekker! It was a thin fish, like sole I guess, but much smaller of course. Traditional dutch chips with mayo. I sat inside and was feeling very warm and relaxed afterwards :)

Afterwards I got an apple flan at a bakery and sat in the sun outside a church, as you do. Then I decided to follow a route in a pamphlet I had to what I thought were to be some sort of Viking ruins. Stuffed if I could find them though. But it was a nice ride so no harm done. On the way back to the campsite I stopped at a quaint little museum in an old house. It had lots of agricultural stuff, few if any labels and of course nothing in English. It was kind of interesting. The best bits were the photos from the war and the building of the dyke.