Heritage buildings all around, pedestrian walkways, serious-looking Europeans scuttling by in expensive-looking overcoats. The Hague, my friends, is a solemn, serious city. The sky was blue-grey, the buildings wore coats of rust and garnet and slate grey. We walked past international banks and the ICJ below. Serious-looking people all buttoned up in tweed and wool overcoats carrying briefcases and heading somewhere important.
I hope to live here someday...just for a couple of years.
The biggest photo in this montage is, I believe, the Dutch Parliament building (if I'm not mistaken). Security was almost nonexistent, which explains how I managed a (veeeeeery short) conversation with the Dutch Prime Minister, Jan Peter Balkenende. who, as the nearby reporter explained to me, had a fierce tween girl following thanks to his resemblance to Daniel Radcliffe (you know, Harry Potter).
This monument, with hundreds of types of stones surrounding it, represents the nations that are part of the UN (or something like that)
I hope to live here someday...just for a couple of years.
Ancient apocathery-pharmacy. Seriously, check out the glass jars of medicine, the copper pans, the dark wood beam ceilings. So medieval.
The biggest photo in this montage is, I believe, the Dutch Parliament building (if I'm not mistaken). Security was almost nonexistent, which explains how I managed a (veeeeeery short) conversation with the Dutch Prime Minister, Jan Peter Balkenende. who, as the nearby reporter explained to me, had a fierce tween girl following thanks to his resemblance to Daniel Radcliffe (you know, Harry Potter).
Shots of the sombre-looking International Court of Justice.
This monument, with hundreds of types of stones surrounding it, represents the nations that are part of the UN (or something like that)
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