Vlieland

In the summer the island population of Vlieland swells with so many temporary residents that the indigenous Vlielanders constitute a tiny minority. All those holiday-makers are simultaneously a blessing and a curse. Perhaps that’s the reason for the solitary removal van parked on the edge of this neat residential area on the intersection of the North Sea and Wadden marches. Is someone moving to the mainland? At the same time many on the mainland dream of an island hideaway, hoping that there, close to nature, they will discover that which they can’t find at home. Freedom perhaps, or the courage to be themselves. Luckily there’s a ferry that plies to and fro on a daily basis. A boat filled with questing souls.