Two surprising shout outs from the street today. This morning on the way to the farmer’s market, we got a “look at that silly thing!” from a little girl in her lawn. Which was of course hilarious.

Tonight on the way to ice cream, we passed a handful of people on a second-floor balcony. A woman clapped and shouted down to us just as we’d passed. I didn’t catch it because it was in Dutch. I only heard “Nederland” at the end. We’ve met a few Americans who’ve lived in Holland and recognized the long john style, but this was our first interaction with someone I assume was actually Dutch.

Unfortunately it was one of those things that didn’t completely register until we’d well passed and the after-dinner ice cream train can’t really afford the time to turn itself around without major complaints. Hopefully they live there and we’ll meet one day.