Almost 3 years ago I moved back to Breda after having lived in The Hague for just over a year. It had been a challenging year, and I returned to Breda sad and hurt.

Breda was welcoming, and being close to friends and family brought back happiness. I have embraced this city, despite not being born here, it feels like home.

Now i have set my mind to different things and new horizons, and it is time to leave again. As a final goodbye I climbed the tower of the Great Church of Breda today. It is an amazing experience to see that lovely tower from inside, watch and hear the carillon play, but best of all, enjoy the view of Breda. Big. Bigger.

The end.