Jan K.


I’m sick of playing hide and seek with the Dutch sun. It’s supposedly “morning time,” but the sun isn’t holding up its end of the bargain. Instead of shining gloriously through the windows, it’s secreting away behind a thick wall of dark gray clouds, biding its time. Days go by like this. I walk theContinue reading “Jan K.”

zomerafdwingers (summer enforcers)


Although this post is mainly about the sun, I must first take a little trip down memory lane: On December 31st, 2010 we arrived in the Netherlands to the surreal experience of Dutch New Years on jetlag–every man, woman and child for himself launching legal and illegal fireworks into the air, the neighbors, nearby automobiles; people of all ages standing onContinue reading “zomerafdwingers (summer enforcers)”