Day 5: The Hague / Brussels
Departing from Amsterdam, I headed down to The Hague and gave the Peace Palace a chance. And then, my short time in the Netherlands was over. Onwards to Belgium.
Brussels is what I imagine France to be, except smaller and with half of everything in Dutch. I’ve enjoyed exercising my French in real life, even though it’s mostly been as pedestrian as «pardon, où est le lait ?» (A: it was à gauche).