It was really neat, even though I'm not a kid.
Hans Brinker is the boy who plugged a dike. Except it's not a real legend; it's a made-up fairy tale from a book written by an American woman who'd never been to Holland.
Hans Brinker is the boy who plugged a dike. Except it's not a real legend; it's a made-up fairy tale from a book written by an American woman who'd never been to Holland.
I like these direction/distance signs. Apparently New York is just under 6000 meters away from The Hague.
Close up of the interior of the Binnenhof, the royal palace of The Hague. Here you can see the golden carriage of the Queen, military guard, commoners lining the square, and even a two-man film crew.
A moving carnival.
Canal street. When you put in a coin at this 'station', the wagon plays music and the puppets move. You can see an office behind, with two people sitting on opposite sides of a desk, as in an interview.
The Anne Frank Huis on the Prinsengracht.
A Dutch windmill. And a hungry little boy.
'Futuristic' homes built in Rotterdam in the 70s. On the left you see 'cube houses' built on their sides, and along the right you see houses bridging canals.
At the model of a candy factory, you can insert a coin (in the blue box), and the automated truck will fetch you a miniature piece of candy.
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