November 15th, 2008 – by: Ma-Ray
Yepz... If you have been to one, you have been to both.
The next morning I got up early and set out for a walk. The day before I had asked where it should be, since the cabin was in the countryside. 'Well', was the answer I got. 'This camping is on a big road, so at the end of that road is Baarle-Nassau.' Well, I'm not blond, so that one I figured out. On our way here I didn't see any village called Baarle-Nassau, so it should be at the other direction. 'No, we passed it allright.' Did we? Well I was kind of fighting my carsickness, I might have missed a sign. So I walked all the way to the left to... Ulicoten. Yepz, just as I thought! So I walked back and got to Baarle Nassau at 8 o'clock. It was quiet and I didn't encounter much to tell about. But it was fun walking through Baarle: "Now I'm in belgium! Now I'm not! Now I'm in Belgium! Now I'm not!" Those things always make me wonder how people living there experience it and what they stumble upon. 'Let say your neighbour is Belgian and he got his car ensured with a Belgium company which is far cheaper than the Dutch companies. Is the Dutch neighbour allowed to choose a Belgium company?' Just an example of where my mind goes. A friend of mine once said: "You think to much!" I think he's right.