Unable to bear the colour of monotony that life seemed to be presenting me and being generally terribly uninspired, I decided to go somewhere to do something. After an abandoned attempt to go towards Groningen in the East, due to bad weather and slippery roads, I decided to drive towards Zeeland in the South to see Zeelandbrug which is the longest bridge in Netherlands. This is my second visit there and also the one where I actually managed to capture some long exposures, something I couldn’t do earlier as I had forgotten an important piece of equipment – the tripod, which for good measure now permanently resides in my car.

I wanted to make some hot soup and noodles here while I wait in the cold, so I packed my camping stove and some utensils, but ended up facing a minor setback in which I forgot to carry the said soup and noodle packets.