|We took a trip over the massive dam that stops the Netherlands from being flooded, into Friesland in the north east of Holland and walked along a Dutch beach at Harlingen. Though just turned summer we were both decked out in jumpers, jackets and scarves so we didn't feel like swimming but walked around the harbour town of Harlingen instead on the eve of the Socceroos friendly with the orange-clad pansies of the Netherlands. We drove back to Amsterdam to watch the match in an Aussie bar (every Euro city seems to have one!) but visited the area that has some significance (lived, grew up?)to my mum and grandparents on the Zaan river. They named a street after my great grandfather, Cor Bruijn, who was a famous dutch author in his time. Along the Zaan, they have preserved some lovely old windmills, cheese and clog workshops. I think mostly for the Japanese on their Europe-in-five-days bus tours. More used to big money tourists, they tried to charge us 4 Euros to park there for 2 hours but we showed 'em-we parked a 30 minute walk away for free! Hah! Welcome to cheap-arse van touring with Nard and Will!