Time out in Delft

 


It's Saturday afternoon in Delft. We arrived here on Thursday afternoon after a long day of travelling from Santiago.

Looking down the corridor to our room.

We have five nights in the lovely Hotel Arsenaal. It's recently opened as a hotel after a life as an Arsenal, 400 years ago, and then a warehouse, brewery and no doubt many incarnations. You can read about it here: https://hotelarsenaal.com/about-hotel-arsenaal/



We've spent a lot of time resting, but also a lot of time wearily plodding around the town. There's a lot to see just by wandering, even if it's just observing the daily matters of life that are so different from what we're used to. Canals everywhere.


Bridges everywhere


Bicycles everywhere.


People riding them in what seems to be very erect and old-fashioned positions (with no helmets anywhere).


Precarious parking (how did this driver get out on the left of his car?).


Yesterday we saw a beautiful pottery exhibition with pots from all over the world.


Today we visited the factory of Royal Delft. We first took the precaution of visiting the Saturday market and buying a couple of second hand pieces. Buying new hand-painted work costs a fortune, but we bought a small dish decorated by the decal system much more cheaply.

We've been hosted and entertained by Cathie's sister Amy and her husband Theo. Today brother Rob arrived from London and we had lunch together. A family dinner tonight should be a noisy affair.

Despite our weariness, we're clocking up 15,000 steps a day - partly because we get slightly lost and distracted from time to time.

On Tuesday we leave for Singapore.

Here's some photos (did you know that if you click on the photo, the info box will give you a map of the location?). https://photos.app.goo.gl/t2kgbTGFtTHbNwcDA

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  1. ElmaJuly 3, 2022 at 6:22 AM

    Beautiful old city which I unfortunately haven't visited enough to explore. Still a lot of walking, let say that is your cooling down before you have to get on that plane again. Hope you're flying via Chch; I might be interested in sharing a wheel of great cheese ;-).

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