Opa and Oma had to ride the bus to church 45 minutes away as our family filled up the car. How kind of them. We enjoyed showing the church to the kids where Marcel and I first met.
The sun was shining but Emma needed a nap, so we took a little rest. Then headed out on an afternoon bike ride with sprinkles falling from the sky. It was a lovely time riding on the dirt roads through the dark woods to the farm Oma was raised on. Just for a moment we crossed the border into Germany and the kids were tickled they rode their bikes to another country. Then down another dirt path to the farm Opa was raised on. This farm had been bombed by the Canadians during World War II as the Alies believed it to be too close to the German border and maybe the Germans would make it a command post. Opa's family had to live in a chicken coop until they were able to get money from the governemnt to build another house and barn. It was fun seeing Uncle Henk and the cousins. It poured rain on us during our ride back home, but what an adventure for all.
Alex cooked his special potato, cauliflower, carrot curry for our dinner. He had gone shopping on his bike with Oma & Marcus
to the store the day before for all the ingredients. Yum, yum!
2 comments:
So glad you're blogging while on your trip! Like the new background as well. Reading against black is harder on the eyes! Can't wait to see more pictures of Holland! So cool for Marcel to be able to share this with the boys and for them to see their heritage.
What a neat experience for your kids to have. So much more interensting to be so connected to a country with so much history. Marcus must be loving every minute of it, the history buff that he is. Really enjoyed the photo's and glad you shared them.
Wendy D
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