Late August

This is Elder Calkins and Brownell who live in Utrecht. Their apartment run-down and is in the middle of a minority neighborhood. We just got done replacing the wall plug that used to be hanging on the wall by the electrical wires. The cord goes into the shower room where the washer is also located.

We made a trip to St. Niklaas, Belgium with Elder Sanford so he could get some dental work done. After we went to a local Turkish Doner (Shawarma) shop for dinner. The bread and pita are made fresh every day. Tasty with or without meat. For 4 Euro ($7.5) you have a great meal.

This is the view of the old church in Dordrecht as we ride our bikes to church or to the bridge.



On our second trip over the bridge we again heard the buzzer just as we crossed the draw bridge. We got to the other side of the draw bridge so we could take these pictures.



We were standing right next to the bridge as it lowered. The motors and mechanical parts that caused the bridge to raise and lower were very quiet for such a large and heavy structure.



Peter has told us to visit the beach at Hoek van Holland (Corner of Holland). We were in Rotterdam at the end of the day so we headed to the Hoek. It was sunset. People were swimming in the water - think of the water temperature in San Francisco bay.
We drove East of the beach to a walkway on the river leading into the Rotterdam harbor. Huge boats were coming and going as the sun set. Some were ferry boats where you drive your car onto the boat, then check into a room on the boat to sleep until the morning where you find your self at your destination and drive away.

Our next door neighbors are from Iraq. They are probably refugees. They have been here about 10 years and learned to speak Nederlands. Sister Everton gave them some sweet rolls. These kids returned in a few days with some pastries with meat and cheese. Sister Everton returned their plate with oreo cookies. That was a few weeks ago. When we got home, thier kitchen drapes were parted enough that they could see us arrive. A few minutes after we closed our door the bell rang. The kids were at the door with a Turkish pizza. The crust is a soft, fresh home-made pita with spicy tomato and meat sauce. I need to learn how to make it.