The ride from Tilburg to Delft was my longest yet, at 114 km, but didn’t seem too bad because Holland is as flat as a dead man’s heart rate – much like the flat lining of my blog lately. I’ve been busy having fun in the land of the Dutch!
For the most part the weather was cooperating, with a light breeze whistling through the trees and the clouds casting shadows racing along the ground. There was a brief spell of complete downpour. I hid under a tree and it cleared within ten minutes.
I stopped for a coffee in Oosterhout. I road along a dike next to a national park. I had a Mexican standoff with a sheep.
Excitement was building as I approached Delft via Rotterdam. In Rotterdam I stopped at an old favourite, Felix Food Factory, and had a drink and admired all the food. I ended up just eating my stolen hotel sandwich because nothing was speaking to me enough to pay for it. People were lounging in the Dutch sun next to the water.
Only 20 km from Rotterdam to Delft and I was ready to get there! I entered Delft from the south and rode through the TU Delft campus. It was cool to see some of the construction completed that was ongoing when I lived there.
My hostel, ‘Hostel Delft’ (there’s that famous Dutch creativity for you), was right in the centre of the old town. How wonderful to be back!
As it was Thursday, and unfortunately no one I knew was around Delft, I had to recruit a new friend from the hostel to join me for karaoke at the Koperen Kat. Luckily, she was keen and didn’t seem too worried that I was going to take her into an abandoned warehouse and murder her in the industrial area where this karaoke bar is.
Karaoke was, of course, fantastic. The beer is still great and cheap. Dutch people are still terrible at carrying a tune but give it their all. A fun first night it Delft, indeed.
I planned to stay three nights in Delft to make sure I could fit in all of my favourite things!
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