Zazie asked where I lived in Holland and this was the first place, "The Hotel Pirombo" in Noordwijk. I spent a winter there with my husband and small daughter years ago, after becoming friends with the owners, a delightful and cosmopolitan couple. In the winters they would close the hotel and travel to Morroco or other vacation places. My ex husband was often in Paris that winter and one night a wild storm blew off of the North Sea and nearly shattered all of the windows. Some neighbors came over and assured me they would board up the windows for me if needed. I always remembered that; the kindness of strangers. The Dutch are a very special people.
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