Anita

Driving around the gorgeous town of Bilthoven with our lovely friend Anita was like touring a set from one of Peter Jackson’s movies.

Around every corner was a new scene with immaculately painted white cottages with straw roofs, red, white and black window shutters and stunning miniature gardens all set in a fantasy forest surrounding.

As the late evening sunlight shafted beams of splash light through the oak and silver birch trees, she showed us the bridal paths running through the woods where she often goes for a run.

“I hope you are safe in there”, we say.

“Oh yes’” she says, “but there is a rapist.”

“Holy Guacomole,” says I, “can you run faster than him?”

“No, he rides a bike,” she says.

“Don’t worry, he’s not active at the moment, and the police probably know who he is.”

I really have to admire this typically Dutch attitude and we saw a similar version in a little pub with another friend when she pointed out one of the other customers whose profession is S&M. 
“We all know,” she said, “you can’t hide anything from the Dutch.”

Anita is very Dutch, even though she was born and raised in New Zealand by Dutch parents and she fits into this society like a dutch foot in a clog.

She plays for the Dutch Ballet Orchestra and used to teach Sarah the violin in New Zealand.

She really is one of life’s beautiful people with a loving and generous nature and an outlook on life that is positive and refreshing.