On the ferry with the cliffs of Dover behind us. It really makes the port so nice (compared to Dunkirk). I was imagining the joy and relief of the WWII pilots as they saw the white cliffs on their return home after they did their bombing missions over Germany.
On the ferry
So here we are with David's second cousin, once removed (I think) named Henriette and her husband Peter. This is the town where Dave's great great uncle was born, he was the one who came over America. It was a lovely Dutch village.
Eating outside with more extended family. We had lovely weather.
We went on a walk thru the countryside and stopped to see some French cows. They were a bit stinky.

The above are pictures of Henriette and Peter's house. It was a beautiful, spacious house in the countryside. They had a huge garden, swings, swimming pool, and plenty of chickens (whose eggs we enjoyed for breakfast). It was great to stay with a real Dutch family in the countryside. We enjoyed their hospitality and hearing them talk about their lives and families.

Cheers!






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