During the post-vacation recovery stay-cation, I decided to pick a spot from a guidebook and hop on a long drive for a day trip and a museum visit. That’s how I ended up at Enkhuizen.
After an hour’s drive, I reached the idyllic town. By virtue of its location, the sounds one could hear were filled with rustling small-town life and boats passing by, devoid of any car or city noises. It was serene. The views were equally idyllic.
I started by strolling around the Zuiderzeemuseum


And went in for a few hours to learn a bit more about the fascinating history of the zuiderzee leading up the construction of Afsluitdijk

The Marina was still and somehow brought back memories of the pier in San Franscisco



In the comfort of a hot coffee and an apple pie, I took a break from the light chill at the cafe on the marina.





I then walked around the old town center to capture some snapshots of the neighbourhoods frozen in time.



As the sun began to set, the golden hour draped itself on







“Spectacular” doesn’t do justice to my sunset views on the drive back. The nostalgia was palpable. Emotions from a different time and place washed over me, beckoning me to return to that moment, one to which no path exists.

