One of the many things I love about my mother is her adventurous soul, clearly that is where I got my desire to see the world from. We were in Munich for Christmas and decided to take a day trip, somewhere close, different and Friesland it was. I can’t for the life of me tell you what makes this little town special but it was warm and welcoming to us as we sat in a restaurant with a tree growing in the middle. This was certainly an anomaly but we never got the full story because noone in there actually spoke fluent English and bless them, they tried their best to talk to us. It was quiet little town that we felt loved us and formed part of our happy memories.
