We get off the boat and go on walking tours or bus tours. Each day we get in one of three groups.
Day 1 we were in the group with people who had graduate degrees from Harvard asking, shall we say, questionable questions. We thought it a cause of jet lag or drunkenness.
Day 2 we switched groups and now we’re are mingling with Silicone Valley types. But we got more stupid questions. Was this a phenomenon?
Day 3, amongst ourselves, “Are these questions the stupidest stupid questions ever?”
Day 4, lounge time after tour, the four of us summarize stupid questions we’ve heard. And here they are (Note: Those with asterisks* were only stupid after asked and answered 74 or more times):
- Were the Nazis here?*
- Did this town get bombed in the war?*
- Do people in Belgium have cats as pets?
- Is the tour over? (it had literally just begun)
- How long were the Nazis here?*
- What kind of tree is this?*
- Do the branches of this tree break?
- How many Nazis were here?*
- If you ride a bike to work but you get sick, do you still go to work?
- If I walk backwards, will my Fitbit subtract steps?
- Does the miller still work the windmill?*
- (In a sea of 4,216 tourists following respective guides) Is tourism a business here?
- I’m just looking at that french fry on the road (Not a question but directed at the guide so it made the list).
- And my personal favorite, What do you call people from Belgium? (I snuck a pic of the two idiots who came up with that one):
Here are highlights from our garden tour at Keukenhof Gardens and the Kinderdijk windmills tour from a very sunny yesterday. (Let’s hear it for spring!!)