With a little encouragement (and a few hints), they made it over and we were all reunited once more. They had to brave the water hazard again that Russ had helped us through earlier. Notice the wet jeans?
Once you make it to the center, they show you what chaos you went through to get there. We didn't realize it earlier, but there are hidden pictures in the maze. If you look closely, you can make out at least 3 different animal heads and an arrow. Very cool!
After relaxing for a little bit and enjoying the view, we were off through the exit and on to more fun.
They had a pretty little picnic area near the exit to the maze. I'm sure that a little later in the day, this place was packed.
We were off to climb the tower, because I heard the view from the top is amazing!
It was well worth the climb! Check out this view! They were having some kind of bike race that went in a big circle around the park through Germany, Belgium and The Netherlands. If you look at the roads at the bottom, you can see some of them. They were everywhere, and you could see them far off into the distance.
Here's a look back at the hedge maze, restaurants, and playground. 
There was a great view in every direction from the top of the tower.
After all that hard work climbing the tower, we treated ourselves to soft served ice cream cones. Don't you wish this was taste-o-vision? Just think of sweet vanilla with the consistency of whipped cream. Yep. It was that good.
These are the three markers that show Belgium, Germany, and The Netherlands all coming together. Those are some of the bike racers on the other side of the hedge. There were lots of them taking a break and having lunch at the park. Exhausted from exploring the hedge maze and climbing the observation tower, we soon decided to head for home.
Interestingly enough, the road home was also the trail of the bike race I've mentioned. Now I can say that I've taken part in an official International Bike Race! One more thing to mark off my strange and unusual To Do list. (We just won't mention the fact that I wasn't exactly on a bike at the time. That will just be our little secret.)
Showing posts with label Netherlands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Netherlands. Show all posts
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Drielandenpunt...It's A-Maze-ing!
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Belgium,
Drielandenpunt,
Germany,
Labyrint,
Maze,
Netherlands
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Taylor Swift in the Netherlands!
For her Birthday this year, Jess asked for tickets to the Taylor Swift concert in Rotterdam, Netherlands. Not a shabby way to spend your 17th Birthday, huh? She and a friend from school took off on a lovely adventure. She said the concert was...amazing. Here are a few pics...
Monday, May 31, 2010
Memorial Day Ceremony At Margraten Cemetary, Netherlands

Russ and I went to the Memorial Day Ceremony at the American cemetery in Margraten, The Netherlands, yesterday. This area was liberated by American troops in September of 1944. Two months later, the Dutch government dedicated this land to our Army to be used as a cemetery for American troops who were killed in action in Germany.
There are 8,301 men and women buried here. They served in the Air Force and Army. 40 sets of brothers are buried here. 106 unknown soldiers. All of these men and women came to Europe to fight for someone else's freedom. They gave the ultimate sacrifice for people that they had never met.
This is the mirror pond in the Memorial Square. In the base of the tower is the chapel.
At the foot of the tower is the bronze statute of a grieving woman. She stands next to a tree that was destroyed by war, but from which new life still emerges.
Behind the tower, are the graves. There are soldiers from every state in the United States. If you think that they locals don't appreciate the sacrifices that these troops made for them, then you are mistaken. As the men and women were buried here, their graves were adopted by local families. These people didn't know the service member in life, but they keep his or her memory alive now. They tend to the graves: pulling weeds, cleaning the crosses, and bringing fresh flowers. They tell their children stories about the war, and the sacrifices that these soldiers and airmen made for them. They make sure that they don't take their freedom for granted. When they grow too old to take care of the grave properly, they pass is on to their children. They consider this not a burden, but an honor. There is a very long waiting list to adopt a grave here. These men and women will never be alone. 
It was not the best of weather for a ceremony. It alternated between mist and driving rain, but the people still came out to show their respect. They came from all over Europe, and the United States. Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands attended, as well as Dignitaries from Belgium and France.
Some of our Airmen from Kleine Brogel took part in the ceremony. They stood at attention for hours in the pouring rain, and helped carry wreaths during the presentations. They made us very proud.
Try to take a little time today to remember those who died for you, so that you have the freedom you have today. If a Dutch family can devote a lifetime to the care of one of these airmen or soldiers who died for our freedom, then you can take a few minutes out from that barbecue with the neighbors to send a silent "Thank You" to them as well. I'm just saying.
There are 8,301 men and women buried here. They served in the Air Force and Army. 40 sets of brothers are buried here. 106 unknown soldiers. All of these men and women came to Europe to fight for someone else's freedom. They gave the ultimate sacrifice for people that they had never met.
This is the mirror pond in the Memorial Square. In the base of the tower is the chapel.
At the foot of the tower is the bronze statute of a grieving woman. She stands next to a tree that was destroyed by war, but from which new life still emerges.
Behind the tower, are the graves. There are soldiers from every state in the United States. If you think that they locals don't appreciate the sacrifices that these troops made for them, then you are mistaken. As the men and women were buried here, their graves were adopted by local families. These people didn't know the service member in life, but they keep his or her memory alive now. They tend to the graves: pulling weeds, cleaning the crosses, and bringing fresh flowers. They tell their children stories about the war, and the sacrifices that these soldiers and airmen made for them. They make sure that they don't take their freedom for granted. When they grow too old to take care of the grave properly, they pass is on to their children. They consider this not a burden, but an honor. There is a very long waiting list to adopt a grave here. These men and women will never be alone. 
It was not the best of weather for a ceremony. It alternated between mist and driving rain, but the people still came out to show their respect. They came from all over Europe, and the United States. Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands attended, as well as Dignitaries from Belgium and France.
Some of our Airmen from Kleine Brogel took part in the ceremony. They stood at attention for hours in the pouring rain, and helped carry wreaths during the presentations. They made us very proud.
Try to take a little time today to remember those who died for you, so that you have the freedom you have today. If a Dutch family can devote a lifetime to the care of one of these airmen or soldiers who died for our freedom, then you can take a few minutes out from that barbecue with the neighbors to send a silent "Thank You" to them as well. I'm just saying.Saturday, April 24, 2010
Keukenhof, Clogs and Cheese...
Labels:
Cheese Farm,
Clog Factory,
Holland,
Keukenhof Gardens,
Netherlands
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