Monique returned to her fatherland. Her return to Holland was greeted with a lovely family dinner at her Oma’s, which included her Dutch great Aunt and Uncle and South African Aunt and her friend. With Bert visiting the week before, Oma affectionately described September as being a ‘family tsunami’ due to all of her international visitors. After an incredible meal, we waddled down to the van and slept in the car park.
The next day we headed to The Hague where we again met up with Tanya, this time also with her sister Jennifer. We spent the morning at Madurodam – a miniature village replicating significant places, buildings and sights of The Netherlands.
From there, we made our way into the centre of town where the Dutch Queen, having heard about Monique’s homecoming, kindly decided to put on a parade to celebrate the occasion. Unfortunately, our VIP tickets must have got lost in the mail, so we had to line up with all the other commoners as the marching bands, horses and military brigades marched through the streets. The Queen, clearly recognizing her error with our tickets, gave us a wave as she went past in her magnificent golden carriage as a way of saying sorry.
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