Blue skies again so we jump in our mercedes coupé and go for a drive, with our lovely gps lady to help.
Marken was once an island but is now connected to the mainland by a causeway. It's quiet this morning but we wander round it's cobbled streets and admire the old wooden buildings. In many spots they're squashed together on man-made mounds to escape the rising water, and were originally built on stilts, but the underfloor area is now built in. Like everywhere, the houses back up to canals; kids are taught to swim early.
Zaanse Schans is a village of relocated historic buildings and windmills. It's close to Amsterdam, full of tour buses, and starting to rain so we dash in and out.
There's green grass and water everywhere and lots of beautiful old villages.
Footage of America is on TV and I can't help thinking about the magnitude of the dyke system here. They are constantly being built up against the threat of rising water.
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