After a morning of tedious chores we needed to head out and explore.
By the time we’d got ourselves together, it was getting late so we did a little ‘cherry picking’ from our Bowl of Destiny and headed over to Delft.
The Netherlands is always is a delight to drive through, if you can avoid the traffic jams that plague their motorways. We got lucky, and arrived in Delft after a couple of hours. The GPS took us right into the centre, where the first surprise was that Delft was almost completely preserved and most of its buildings are three or four hundred years old, and linked by low bridges over tiny canals. If it hadn’t been for the cars and people’s dress, I imagine the scene hasn’t changed in generations.
We headed out towards the market square and wandered around the tiny streets, checking out some of the shops as we went. The distinctive blue and white pottery that made the town’s name was everywhere, so we had a look in a couple of shops and resolved to buy some on another visit.
At each end of the town are rather imposing churches, you can buy a ticket for that lets you into both. We didn’t have time to check them out on this trip, so decided to just have a wander, and visit the museums at another time.
Delft was a real surprise, almost a relic from another time, if it hadn’t been for the vibrant and eclectic market that filled the main place. Spices, antiques and all sorts of goods crammed next to each other on the stalls, creating a bustling atmosphere. It reminded me very much of a smaller version of Amsterdam. Definitely somewhere we will return to!
Have you been to Delft? Does it remind you of Amsterdam?