Jakarta

In their spare time they liked to go on (long) road trips*, swimming and listened to records. My grandmother liked Louis Armstrong (known from songs like what a wonderful world) very much. When the children were born, they always took them with them. My grandfather played the violin, cooked and loved to photograph and film. He passed this passion on to me, eventhough I’ve never met him, it’s in my blood.

*When they moved to the Netherlands, they still went on road trips and on vacation. That was uncommon for most Dutch people in those days. But they went to places like Italy and Spain in a 2CV, with 4 children in the back over the mountains. They always brought a heavy stone with them. If the car stopped, someone had to jump out of the car and quickly put the stone behind a wheel. So the car wouldn’t roll off the mountain. 😂 My family often told me this story.