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We hadn't been to Krelis for far too long. Not because we didn't enjoy it, but mainly because a short trip these days requires a bit more planning. Luckily, my mother can easily walk short distances, but 1.9 kilometers there and back is a completely different story. That's why we usually decide more quickly on a destination nearby or simply stay home. This time, however, I had dutifully organized the car, and we drove to Krelis again for an evening. And that turned out to be

That would at least be sensible. Sometime during a sleepless period, I had the idea to order two small blue peacocks. Why? No idea. But at 2:17 a.m., I apparently thought it was a great idea. The transition is a kind of surprise package that no one has voluntarily signed up for. You never know what you're going to get. Poor sleep. Hot flashes. Dry eyes. And apparently also the irrepressible urge to order two gleaming blue peacocks at two o'clock in the morning. Why two? I hav

Sometimes it is precisely the unplanned moments that turn out to be the most beautiful. You're sitting comfortably on the terrace by the water at Breeze Uitgeest. The sun is shining, you have a drink in your hand and are watching the people… and suddenly you see a brochure for renting a sloop lying there. Should we just leave? And before you know it, you'll be sailing across Lake Uitgeest yourself 😄 This happens here regularly: People relax on the terrace, suddenly spot the

Sometimes the best ideas just come naturally. While we were tinkering and tinkering with the houses, we paused to think about something very simple: a glass of tap water. So obvious perhaps, but actually something very special. That's why we provide our guests with glass water bottles. No plastic, no hassle. Just cool, fresh tap water. And this water has a little story to tell. Water forging its way through the dunes The drinking water that comes out of our taps is largely pu

Sometimes you come across something from the past that suddenly makes it crystal clear why you've become the person you are. That's what happened to me when I rediscovered this newspaper article from 2001 – a story about my father, Fred Broers, and his visionary ideas for sustainable energy. My father wasn't a construction worker. He was an inventor —someone who recognized concepts before the technology was fully developed. And he possessed a special gift: he knew exactly wh