(Second part of my report on the excursion to the Hague.)
Paleis Noordeinde,
Queen Beatrix’ official work-palace.
Just another statue,
Willem III van Oranje if I'm not mistaken.
The coat of arms. (Great, I finally managed to use that phrase!)
The aforementioned Willem III.
The ridiculously ugly statue of
Queen Wilhelmina.
Behind her on the stone you can read "
Eenzaam maar niet alleen".
The
Peace Palace, housing "
the International Court of Justice (which is the principal judicial body of the United Nations), the Permanent Court of Arbitration, the Hague Academy of International Law, and the extensive Peace Palace Library" (Wikipedia).
Still from Wikipedia (how useful!):
"The Palace is filled with many gifts of the different nations who attended the Second Hague Conference as a sign of their support. Among the gifts are a 3200 kilo vase from Russia, doors from Belgium, marble from Italy, a fountain from Denmark, wall carpets from Japan, the clock for the clock tower from Switzerland, persian rugs from Iran and wood from Indonesia and the United States of America. The palace also features a number of statues, busts and portraits of prominent peace campaigners from around the world and of all eras."
After seeing the Peace Palace we took a
sneltram to
Scheveningen, undoubtedly the Netherlands' most famous beach.
Even
Statler and Waldorf go there on holiday! Take a closer look:
They seem to be a little bit lost…
The beach. (Of course you know what it is…)
Some of us were brave enough to take off their shoes and have their feet frozen by the chilly water of the North Sea.
A view from the beach. Notice that the buildings are quite high in comparison to the average.
This is evidence that I can walk on water. (And this reminds me of an interesting
Chuck Norris fact: "Some say that
Jesus walked on water, but Chuck Norris swam through land.")
The
Scheveningen pier.
Magali and a German friend, Anna.
"Wanna sing, wanna sing,
Et puis beaucoup des mouettes
Wanna sing, wanna sing,
et un gros caca sur ma tête…"
Taallandschap! Here it is advise not to drown in four languages. How practical the Dutch are!
My friend
Aslak playing around with a dog.
The
esplanade, with its many restaurants and shops. (Quite like Belgium actually. Except that the fries looked awful and overexpensive.)
A view of the beach from the pier.
Idem.
Ibidem.
The big building is the
Kurhaus — now an expensive hotel.
A casino on the pier.
The beach, once again.
One of the pier's extensions.
A "very original" view.
This is the place where we were waiting for the return tram to The Hague.
That's all folks!
Paleis Noordeinde, Queen Beatrix’ official work-palace.
Just another statue, Willem III van Oranje if I'm not mistaken.
The coat of arms. (Great, I finally managed to use that phrase!)
The aforementioned Willem III.
The ridiculously ugly statue of Queen Wilhelmina.
Behind her on the stone you can read "Eenzaam maar niet alleen".
The Peace Palace, housing "the International Court of Justice (which is the principal judicial body of the United Nations), the Permanent Court of Arbitration, the Hague Academy of International Law, and the extensive Peace Palace Library" (Wikipedia).
Still from Wikipedia (how useful!):
After seeing the Peace Palace we took a sneltram to Scheveningen, undoubtedly the Netherlands' most famous beach.
Even Statler and Waldorf go there on holiday! Take a closer look:
They seem to be a little bit lost…
The beach. (Of course you know what it is…)
Some of us were brave enough to take off their shoes and have their feet frozen by the chilly water of the North Sea.
A view from the beach. Notice that the buildings are quite high in comparison to the average.
This is evidence that I can walk on water. (And this reminds me of an interesting Chuck Norris fact: "Some say that Jesus walked on water, but Chuck Norris swam through land.")
The Scheveningen pier.
Magali and a German friend, Anna.
Taallandschap! Here it is advise not to drown in four languages. How practical the Dutch are!
My friend Aslak playing around with a dog.
The esplanade, with its many restaurants and shops. (Quite like Belgium actually. Except that the fries looked awful and overexpensive.)
A view of the beach from the pier.
Idem.
Ibidem.
The big building is the Kurhaus — now an expensive hotel.
A casino on the pier.
The beach, once again.
One of the pier's extensions.
A "very original" view.
This is the place where we were waiting for the return tram to The Hague.
That's all folks!
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