Schiedam, an unfamiliar place to me, on a wintry Saturday afternoon. Schiedam, a place that is closely connected however to my family history, as my great-grandfather was the chief of police here, my grandparents grew up here, and my mother visited her family here as a child. Schiedam, it’s almost half past four, and passing by here I got off the train. Can I still make it to a museum at this hour? Continue reading Jenevermuseum, Schiedam →