Here I am, sitting in a car, driving on a Dutch road. And it rains, rains and rains. The raindrops tap against the windshield, faster and heavier with every kilometer. The wipers struggle to keep up, swishing back and forth as we drive down the Dutch highway. The world outside is a blur of wet asphalt, red taillights and endless dark skies.
Up ahead, a bridge rises into view, its dark silhouette cutting through the misty horizon. Then we drive through this big structure and arrive in Noord-Brabant.
A classic Dutch drive; moody, unpredictable, but somehow just fine. Stay safe.