The snow started falling as we went to bed at 11pm last night and hasn’t let up since. All day, frenzied white flakes intermittently bluster and drift, industriously adding layer upon powdery layer across rooftops, branches and balconies.
Today we followed the Kromme Rijn out of Utrecht for a short distance, returning via Erasmaslaan and the Rietveld Schröderhuis before heading into the neighbourhood of Schildersbuurt (which got me checking house prices on Funda). We were very happy to stumble across Olijfje, a very well-stocked organic grocery store which will probably become our go-to when we move to Adriaen van Ostadelaan on the 1st of December.
On a good day it would be nice to follow the river much further to Wijk bij Duurstede, a 29km walk southeast. Two more routes: the 5km Rietveld route, and the Singel Park 360° which loops Leiden’s old city.
For a kid raised in the humid, sup-tropical climate of Queensland, blankets of fallen leaves only existed in books and films. Come January I’ll have resided in Europe for a decade but the novelty hasn’t worn off.