You know what they say about a man who has big feet...

... He can never find shoes!

Yesterday Nick took the day off work to accompany me in cruisin for a bruisin around Den Haag.

We decided, since he has worn out the sole on his only pair of shoes for work, that it may be time to get another set of footwear. Full of hope we set out into town confident that we would not only find shoes, but that we would find the PERFECT shoes that he would love and cherish and wear to work.

Oh. My. God.

How wrong we were.

Nick, for those of you who haven't seen for yourselves, may actually be the incarnation of big foot himself. We had trouble enough back in Australia finding shoes that would fit him, but we thought we had left that behind and that it would be a breeze here considering Dutch people are actually the tallest in the world. It seems, however, that the Dutch are tall in height, but short in foot. The biggest shoes we could find were still about 2 sizes too small.

Anyway, the shoe saga continues.

We decided to head to the beach instead.

Yes, you heard me... the beach!! The sun has been shining with force!! Still too cold to get into togs and go for a swim/tan, but you can at least relax by the beach. And relaxing it was indeed.

The popular beach area, Scheveningen, puts up cafe's (as if it didn't already have a milllllllion) all along the beach during the warmer months, so you can actually eat your cake while basically sitting on the sand. Highly commercialised and fun!