Little Dutch Girls

Here is Shannon and I basking in the fun of granny-biking it around Edam. I would love to go back and just bike for a week there. Windmills are apparently named after the daughters of the farmers who own them (I may have this wrong), but this one has some tragedy because the little girl was born with a disability and the farmer was embarrassed about her so he didn't want to name it after her (again, I may have this wrong). Anyway, a postman now lives here and looks after hooking the wind and pumping the yucky water when it is necessary.