You Dutch people can get out the vote! Way to represent.
The Giant’s Shoe pictured here with your kids Koen and Roos is our contest winner. (Send your snail mail address to me at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I have a little something to send you.)
For anyone who wants to know more about the Netherlands, I’m about to educate you with my vast (read: limited and wikipedia-based) knowledge. Prepare to read corrections in the comments section as my credibility isn’t very, well, credible.
Interesting Fact #1
The Dutch flag looks like this:
Not to be confused with this,
which is the French flag and completely different.
Interesting Fact #2
Lots of people in the Netherlands like football.
No, you silly American readers, not this:
(Yes, Nathan, Jeff, Jen and Other Jeff… you can protest your inclusion on the “silly American readers” list… I know you know right where I’m headed when I say “football.” I’ll also take this opportunity to express my sincere apologies to any other Americans who understand that a real football is round.)
This kind of football,
with this kind of ball…
Even if you love American football (I admit it – I do – even though my Fantasy Football performance sucky sucked this season), check out this photo (from this article) of Dutch football fans and tell me you don’t want to party in the Netherlands:
These are seriously my kind of peeps. You know I’m not kidding, and I’d hang out with y’all any time.
Interesting Fact #3
Dutch people, like my boss, eat double salted black licorice.
Probably not all Dutch people do this.
I hope not all Dutch people do this.
Double salted black licorice looks like this:
It’s as bad as regular black licorice, except it’s salted. Doubly.
Then again, I probably shouldn’t talk.
I spent some of my childhood in the Philippines (whose flag, incidently, looks like this…
… are we all coloring our flags out of the same crayon box, or what?)
In the Philippines, I learned to eat and LOVE salty plums.
Salty plums are, you guessed it, plums. Except you 1) take all best, most delicious parts out — the juiciness and sweetness, 2) dry them into tiny, hard, sour lumps, and 3) cover them with salt and chili powder.
Bite into those babies and your face goes all wonky while you try to deal with the hit of sour and simultaneously not break your teeth on the rock-like pit.
What’s not to love?
Alrighty – that about does it for this winner announcement!
I think I’ve overstayed my welcome.
Maybe it’s time to do some research on world travel.
With 5 kids.
On long, long plane flights.
On second thought, nevermind, World. You’re safe from us.