Around noon time, we arrived Marken, a lovely fishing town with houses mainly in green and white. Driving to Marken is a joy because the way to the island is basically through the ocean, with many flights of birds flying in the sky. Like the buddy bodies in US or the cat bodies in Taiwan, there are bird bodies on the roads. It's natural, but I felt sorry about it. They are so beautiful.
Taking the boat to Volendam...
Eating the Dutch fish sandwich for lunch... ok. I know it's not professional introduction, but I don't know the name... :P
From the historic spot, we got the view of Julianadorp with the light house.
The sunset looked warm in the cold. Lying on the grasses... the time stopped...
