Ironically, my blog is called Roots and Wings and the two values conflicted about a month ago.
Traveling the world and living aboard is most definitely a Wings period of my life, but you never know how close your wings will bring you to your roots.
I moved here to the Netherlands last winter after being here for a while I noticed little things that came from my mom's Dutch roots. Putting your shoes by the door for St. Nick, eating gravy on a piece of bread with lettuce and being cheap are a few. :)
I found out the village my ancestors lived in is only about an hour and a half from my house, so when my cousins Johnny and Ross where here visiting we set out to have a look.
Reek, The Netherlands is still a sleepy town 130 years later. There was really nothing there. We went in a community center full of old men, in a church and a cemetery to find evidence of our heritage. We struck out, no names on graves or any signs of what use to be the home of our family.
It was fun though. We were on a weird wild goose chase. It was a great day with Ross and Johnny.
Off to Norway next... Hopefully.
A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots. ~Marcus Garvey
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