Author: Claire
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Finding Windmills
It was Saturday afternoon in Alblasserdam and I’d finally managed to stop being lost. I considered wandering straight back to the Waterbus but I’d come this far and there was a a roadsign indicating that the windmills were just a few kilometers further, so I decided to keep going. It was a longer walk than…
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Lost in Alblasserdam
Every country has those typical things for which the country is known. The Netherlands has several. One of the things I was determined to see while I was there was windmills. A brief search of the internet and I found Kinderdijk outside of Rotterdam. Rotterdam appealed to me anyway – something different, something not Amsterdam,…
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The Familiarity of an Unfamiliar Language
I keep catching myself. I’ll be sitting at a table, idly watching the conversation move back and forth, or sitting quietly on a train, zoned out but hearing the words drift by. Suddenly, it occurs to me that the words I’m listening to, the conversation I’m following, isn’t in English. Perhaps I am used to…