BIOGRAPHICAL SERIES
Visiting Madurodam, The Hague, Netherlands
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They joined the line at the entrance on this cold, sunny day. The gates of Madurodam had opened only ten minutes before. As soon as they had their tickets, they walked through the hall towards an open door, which led them right into the magic of Madurodam.
In this tourist attraction, everything — buildings, cars, trains and more — was replicated on a scale of 1 to 25. Isaac drew in his breath when they stood overlooking the miniature city, and could hardly wait to walk between the tiny buildings.
Where they stood at the railing, they looked down on a miniature of the Delta works. As the alarm sounded, the big white gates, which in reality were in the southwest of the Netherlands to protect a large area of the land from uprising water, closed. Once the gate had opened again, they followed the footpath to the next miniature.
