Preamble
Writing a post as a blogger sometimes gives rise to cognitive dissonance. Should your post be a lengthy dissertation or a purely pictorial annotation? To strike for an equipoise is a difficult decision. In my case, any email consisting more than 5 lines of words is to be defiled. My mental tension is resolved by writing less, lest my mental hard drive does not crash. So what, if my post does not attract any readers as I do not wish to become a fakir, hyping my post with ludicrous details.
So, my dear readers, this particular post prioritizes the writer over the reader. Be prepared for the meagreness of words used here.
A Trip to Efteling, Netherlands
The trip to Efteling was a treat from my confidante for my birthday. I am rampantly ignorant of this theme park. Check the wikipedia for further information.
For this special occasion, we chose to ride the train with style - yes - going first class.
From here, we had to change the mode of transport - train to bus.
In Netherlands, you always wonder how does the bus driver keep up with the time table, they always punctual.
A short distance of walk, going underneath a tunnel.
Being a senior citizen, my confidante paid 2 euro less for me.
The brochure costs you 3 euro, so I captured the guide to theme park on the signboards in order to reproduce here.
Is it a duck or goose?
When was the last time you try this merry go round ?
Do you recognise this pretty girl? Whom is she going to meet?
The dancing shoes.
Time flies.
Dutch does eat junk foods.
Time to go home.
The fare is for a round trip journey.
The seat in first class coach does not seem to be standized.
This is another version. Notice the reading light.
By and large, the Dutch is quite law-abiding.
But you do see graffiti on the ceiling.
The door does not open itself when the train stops at a station, you have to open the door manually by pressing the correct button. Failure to do so might give you extra mileage for the train ride at the expense of your precious time.
Footnote.
From here, we had to change the mode of transport - train to bus.
In Netherlands, you always wonder how does the bus driver keep up with the time table, they always punctual.
A short distance of walk, going underneath a tunnel.
Being a senior citizen, my confidante paid 2 euro less for me.
The brochure costs you 3 euro, so I captured the guide to theme park on the signboards in order to reproduce here.
The entrance tickets.
Too bad, this contraption fails to work.
Gondola ride.
Is it a duck or goose? 
The Haunted House.
The foods proved a gustatory delight, especially after a long Q.
When was the last time you try this merry go round ?
Do you recognise this pretty girl? Whom is she going to meet?
The dancing shoes.
Time flies.
Dutch does eat junk foods.
Time to go home.
The fare is for a round trip journey.
The seat in first class coach does not seem to be standized.
This is another version. Notice the reading light.
By and large, the Dutch is quite law-abiding.
But you do see graffiti on the ceiling.Observe the coach is of 2-tier.
The door does not open itself when the train stops at a station, you have to open the door manually by pressing the correct button. Failure to do so might give you extra mileage for the train ride at the expense of your precious time.Footnote.
The only fly in the ointment is because I can't read the brochure in Dutch. It is that simple. If you are diligent enough, you can always visit the Efteling website for further aperçu.
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