Rotterdam - Kindedijk

• I have to build my  house like Rotterdam

https://www.kunsthal.nl/en/about-kunsthal/news/rotterdam-top-10-lonely-planet/

• The lousy Easter rabbit stole the time egg and ran away!!!!

Back to Berlin to rest a few days after a trip to North Europe, only 1 month left to return to Vietnam, resting in Amsterdam, I was sad again and decided to leave again.

This time I went out with my heart, I decided that even though I was tired I had to try to walk as much as possible.

After a day in Amsterdam, one day to discover the windmill at Zaanse Schans, I took the train to Rotterdam, from Rotterdam to Amsterdam's oldest windmill village - Kindedijk.

I put all the heavy luggage into the stationery, the pocket camera, the water in my pocket, my shoulder bag stretching a waffle sugar, a little chocolate, an apple.

• A day in the strange city began to ignore.

I decided in the morning to meet the face of the oldest Dutch windmill - Kindedijk. The bus came to this village an hour ago, so I waited for a long neck like a stork. More than an hour on the bus to go from central Rotterdam to the village, I almost exhausted, dulled as multi-soaked rice.

But as the bus turns into a small road at the start of the village, I wake up because "This is the cutest village in the world"

• Kindedijk - like the world of Utopia

Tile roofs, colorful wood walls open up a world of Utopia. The meandering small canals run along the small road, embracing the lovely wooden bridge. Daffodil dazzles in the sunny , with the saltiness of the tulip beds.

On the canals of the old cyclists leisurely, somewhere there is a mother pushed the car for the little child, far away there are dads teaching children to ride the car. A small corner of the garden appears, pretty is beautiful, with cute children like angels playing kidnapped children.

Surprisingly, the king of that little garden was a strange milk cow.

However, it still looks like full power when standing next to rabbits and goats also chubby rabbit. Children’s play with their peaceful "farm" but pretend to be the owner of a cute kingdom. Around the buildings, tulips compete with cool trees.

I separate myself from the road, each house has a natural fence made up of very special trees only growing up that connect again as a solid wall. In Europe there is no shortage of beautiful houses with flower bouquets in front of the door, no shortage of peaceful land to silence, but hardly anywhere there is so beautiful harmony between humans and nature.

The village is as beautiful as a tourist attraction but the people living there are as natural as plants. I just want to leave the bus to jump right into the Utopia world, but look around without a bus stop around it.

• Kinderdijk village - UNESCO world cultural heritage 

The bus stops right in front of Kinderdijk village. Alone a machine I followed the stream of people massively into the windmill village. This village has been recognized UNISCO as a world cultural heritage by still holding 19 large windmills. The windmill system here is arranged on a main vertical, so that people can see the huge windmills from far away. Standing still in the water, waiting for the wind to pick up the tourist boats, the windmill here lonely lost to the modern world outside. Sometimes they wait for the Donkihote to challenge, rather than the pedestrians as boring as me. Those who just whimpered the wonders of the windmill, gentle water, bowl of copy space, then sleep on the dreamy beach. The scene here is beautifully dressed, especially in a dreamy afternoon and so much wind, I thought of ghosts do not dare to live.

• It's time to move to Rotterdam

I'm not free but sad to live in the village "once upon a time", but to be interested in a lot of people like central Rotterdam. Come back here at 5 pm, the summer sky as dark as bright. The wind has stopped and the clouds have disappeared. The sunny sky did not flicker, but glowed like the last time I tried to burn myself.

I do not want to leave at this beautiful time, so start begging around the cave in the alley. And of course the first place to be is the world's second busiest port.

Long time ago, I came back to the sea. But this time it was not the golden sandy beaches of the tropics, but the sea of silver caught the eye of cargo ships. I was frightened to find myself lost amidst the crowded gullies on the harbor. Just scared they were picking up and slaughtering meat for not eating bread, I rushed to the largest suspension bridge in the city. From there, I can see the island between the line and the other side of the city. I can see bizarrely shaped high-rise buildings, boutiques with interesting designs that break all the basic balancing principles that stand between the sea breezes.

The wind blows to the extreme joy in me. I took the camera and flashed the scene. Every long biker on the bridge looked at me with a friendly smile, knowing that not only Amsterdam but the Netherlands were into this simple medium. Seeing me miserable to take a "happy" shot that failed, a Dutch blonde girl approaching.. please help. She has a tired smile, not only help me but also me how to shape, vertical angle to be able to create photos to life.

After leaving the wharf, I rushed to find the weird cube houses nearby Kubuswoning (Cubic house). Remember before, I was with my brother or collections of books about strange houses in the world, it was great that these two were in Rotterdam. When I looked at the guidebook and saw the picture of Kubuswoning I knew I had to find them.

https://hiveminer.com/Tags/kubuswoning%2Crotterdam

Kubuswoning looks exotic outside, but it's really an apartment block that's still crowded. Designed by Piet Blom since 1984, this is a true tourist attraction of Rotterdam. The blocks rise from a corner on tall pillars and are inclined to the front 45 degrees. The strong edge of the square, the bright yellow side of the façade and the beautiful green roof, make the whole building feel a weird shape.

The sense of multidimensional space also comes in every step I enter the building. 38 boxes stick together in many directions, not simply horizontal, the layout of this house very difficult to understand, causing me around the vagina. At some angles, boxes like robots point down at me, gleaming, each house is a tree, the whole building will be a bizarre forest but beautiful impressive. Needless to say I'm out of expectations by going from one side of the building to the other end of the apartment block.

I am so absorbed in this place that I cannot take my legs off though it was only a short walk to see a giant pencil apartment. If you saw this reddish pencil, you probably painted the clouds in the sky. But I'm not sure if this kid will be more interested in this pencil or prefer to shop around here. The house is located in a fairytale place of Rotterdam when the afternoon down. One side of the water surface has run to the foot. Sip a cup of coffee here, can see the huge hanging bridge of the city. The sea shivered lightly in the waves, the large sailboat prints its shoulders in the golden skyline. It is really a fascinating scene.

I call it the eccentric Library because I usually take this picture of the library to everyone, who says, "This building is probably a water factory." At that time, I realized the disappointment of the Prince when he received the answer from the adults "It is a hat" (Le petit prince). The truth is not the hat but the Horned Swallow elephant and this is not a water plant but a library. I think that it is simply because the building is surrounded by brilliant yellow pipes while these pipes have no function other than "make scene" but is extremely unique scene.

Along with the Kubuswoning Building, this library is in the ranks of the world's quaint buildings.

•  Modern Rotterdam

It was still light, but it was too late, even if I wanted to hang out in Rotterdam a bit more to visit the churches here, I still have to walk to the capital.

After this I thought again, thank goodness, because if i have visited the ancient buildings, I will lose the impression of a modern Rotterdam, breaking the way. Because even the station in this country is beautifully sparkling, typically Blaak station, where I huddled looking for directions to Rotterdam central station. In this difficult time, a great Dutchman came to help me.

• Come back to Amsterdam

To the central station, a train to Amsterdam had just departed, I plowed luggage up the train waiting. The stomach is hungry and my train is more than 10 minutes away for departure.

Later on, when I learned that I was traveling through many places, my friends often asked "Which city do you like best?"

"Older I like Wien, but modern must be Rotterdam, I love mad houses here."

Photo gallery