As posted last week, we are back: Deb from Florida and me from Holland! It was a lovely river cruise with my mom, but the weather was horrific. The wind blew in sustained gusts of 60 mph one day. We pointed out that back home, we call that a hurricane! We still saw some fun things. I worked very hard to find a thrift store, thinking that would be a wonderful blog entry. Try explaining to the concierge that you are visiting a foreign country looking for used stuff! This was my best effort, and it was closed that day:
It had the oddest assortment of “stuff” in the window and probably would have been good for a post, but no luck, as we were there on Monday, and most of the town was shut down.
The tour was called Tulips and Windmills and they tried really hard to get us both. The windmills were easy:
As you can see, it was more like daffodil time, and we did get to see a field or two of those:
So just pretend those are yellow tulips. From a distance, it was hard to see the difference anyway, so this worked. Notice the rain clouds, and yes, they came and got us all wet shortly after this shot.
While walking around in one of the quaint little towns, I found a piece of home, at least for me:
I will explain it in a minute, but just wanted to note that your eyes are not off, that whole country leans to one side or the other, and sometimes both! Most buildings are built on reclaimed land, and it makes for an uneasy foundation.
Ever since the summer intern was born, Deb and I have capped our Friday outings with lunch at a nice little Indian restaurant. It was easy when the intern was smaller and we had to get lunch, and get home in time to get him down for a nap. They have a great buffet, and that made it quick. Imagine how delighted I was to see that they had a European cousin:
Luckily, we have been back for long enough to have some normal blog post fodder, so we will proceed to the dreck!
As you know, we are both pretty fond of dolls. Needless to say we left this fine gem on the shelf:
From a distance, she may not look that bad, but just so you know, she was the cheapest plastic available in China, and that is not an outfit, but some body glitter! Just imagine what the poor girl has to go through every time she comes home from a stint on stage.
We didn’t want you to miss the full effect, so here is a quick shot of the back:
What has one eye, two beaks, and not much else identifiable? We don’t know either, but here it is:
Maybe they are not beaks, but ears? Doesn’t really help, does it? We don’t know what it is, but there it is, and there it will stay, I’ll bet! (But I wouldn’t put much money on it, as folks buy the oddest things!)
Here is a another in our long list of things that could be good (doilies) but aren’t:
Look how close those stitches are. She must have slaved over it for hours. Not enough to keep those lines even, though. And when all is said and done, it was way easier to send it to the thrift store, than to explain something that ugly living in the house.
This one also tried to be good. I imagine the pattern looked just fine and dandy, but here are the results:
Sort of looks like a cross between a dress and a purse, and those cute red polka dots are in a constant state of warfare against that boring grey worsted weight yarn. It so depressing when you work that hard, and just can’t face the results. Maybe one of these days they can come up with a communal incinerator in each town. Any hapless craft attempts can be burned at no charge, just to get them off the street. Kinda like a gun buyback, and they can use the power generated to run the senior center. Sort of a perpetual motion thing. (Sorry, couldn’t resist! Just so you know, we are both much more senior than sweet young thing, so we’re laughing at ourselves as well.)
We have to admit to rather liking this last find. We were delighted with the monsters in a thrift store painting thing as we shared earlier . Imagine our joy at finding someone who took it just that one step further:
We had to take a photo of this side, so you know there was a chair and a UFO to keep the monster company:
It’s still not something you want to bring home to your mother, but it did makes us nearly giddy with laughter. Of course, you have no idea how little that takes! I did also see this story a week or two ago, and it fits right in as well.
Well, I came home with the airline cold, and I am still fighting it! But we will be on the thrift store hunt again this week, come snow (which it is doing all over my daffodils here!), or snuffly nose, so never fear, there will be more to see next week.