Another sleepy Sunday was approaching and neither of us were interested in unpacking the house anymore; it’s been two weeks, we are tired of it. Two hours from home, this was a little longer than we were used to, but we left nice and early. Munchkin managed to stay away the whole time, thanks to a few books that I packed at the last minute. The route was actually quite pleasant; we saw plenty of cows in fields, but also a few windmills and wind turbines along the way; it looked that true, quiet Netherlands.
Parking wasn’t an issue either; the Bazaar opened at 830 am and we arrived at 11 am. Parking was 3 euro per day and entrance was something crazy cheap like 2.50 euro per adult. I was happy with it. We were not sure what to expect but we sure didn’t expect this; we have been to the 400 market in Innisfil, Ontario and this was kind of like this, only much larger and much busier. Munchkin fell asleep within minutes; I guess the warm air and white noise of talking people soothed him down quickly.
The whole Beverwijk Bazaar is a series of warehouse like buildings; some are joined together by hallways and others are separate buildings beside each other. They pretty much sell everything you can think of, at ridiculously low prices, all negotiable or course. The fashion stores were not necessarily my style but they were inexpensive. On the other side of the gate, the free part (don’t forget your stamp so you can get back in), we found the food markets. Rows of different merchants yelling price and quantity at you; at least, that’s what we assume they were shouting, we don’t speak Dutch or German, whatever language they were shouting in. Don’t be afraid to continue moving and ignore them, once you make eye contact, they have you. Also, in one of the adjoining buildings, we found the same fruit and vegetables much cheaper.
They had a bounz there as well; they claim to own the largest trampoline in Europe and burn an excessive amount of calories while having fun. They work in one hour shifts, 5 euro per adult and only so many people are allowed in at once. It was 2pm by the time we went to visit and didn’t feel we had enough time to spend an hour bouncing and still make it home at a reasonable hour. We continued shopping; forgot to Google Pin a butcher and we not able to find it again; they had a specific cut of lamb that we wanted and no one else was selling it. Next time. We actually made a little detour on our way home; we went a little east and stopped at the North Sea. It was raining by then so we didn’t stop to play in the water, but at least we can say we were at the North Sea.
Hubby is exhausted from all of that driving, but he needs to practice for our series of 2 week European road trips over the next 4 years. I think he just wants me to start driving; the highways are crazy and the off ramps make my head hurt, I don’t see me driving any time soon.