At the time I had a cousin who ran a restaurant in Glanerbrug, a village a few kilometres to the east of Enschede. I dropped in on them by surprise; I hadn't told them I was coming. They gave me a warm welcome and housed me for a few days. I borrowed a bicycle from them with the intention of doing a circuit involving the Hoge Veluwe National Park, where the Kröller-Müller Museum is located, Arnhem, Apeldoorn, and Deventer.
The previous photo was of an agricultural fair I looked in on at one of the towns I passed.
Hoge Veluwe is where the Netherlands isn't so flat, it's somewhat undulating there. The next time through Europe a couple of years later I would invent the joke that if you stood on a soapbox you could see all of the Netherlands. The Dutch girls who heard this joke thought it funny.
The Kröller-Müller Museum houses the second largest collection of Van Gogh's paintings. It also has a public art garden. I know what you are thinking, anybody could plant an outsized trowel in the ground and call it art. But then one could say, it's just as much an artefact as oil on canvas. And I find mobiles more interesting than static pictures on a wall. In any case I had a good time wandering the grounds.
I'm not sure where this river crossing is, whether Arnhem or Deventer. I suspect Arnhem as I remembered the 1977 film A Bridge Too Far, about a failed attempt in 1944 by British paratroopers to break through German lines by seizing several bridges, including the one at Arnhem.
I found that I was too out of shape to finish the circuit on bicycle so I gave up and caught the train back to Enschede.
I did make another day crossing into Germany with my cousin and his kids to pick strawberries. Glanerbrug is right next to the border with Germany, so close that one could walk from his house to the border. So technically I visited Germany three times on this trip. The strawberry farm offered the usual eat all you want on the grounds and pay by weight for what you take home arrangement.
This is the last picture in the Netherlands and continental Europe. It's probably a café in Amsterdam that I walked past and thought the light attractive. At that time I made the crossing there were two major ferry routes: Hook of Holland to Harwich, the main one, and a lesser known one, Vlissingen to Sheerness-On-Sea. For the simple reason that the latter was cheaper, I took that.
Of course, the Eurotunnel has put an end to practically all the passenger ferry services.