Castle the haar in Haarzuilens on my training.
When I was back in Utrecht making a stop at a petrol station, a car stopped next to me. The driver couldn't hardly open his door and asked in the dialect of the area where my roots are, the way to the jaarbeurs.
(yes, the Kama Sutra Fair)
He and his girlfriend were in a hurry, no time to waste, less than 3 hours before the Fair closes.
I couldn't tell the shortest way by car, so he rushed into the shop to ask.
A moment later I saw the yellow car on it's way to the city.
