Who would have thought that in October, I'll swim in the North Sea. The very name of this sea casts chill. And even more so in the middle of autumn. However, the weather was still warm. And we are, three of the group - me, Igor Volkov, whom we filmed house for rent in Kiev on journalism conference where he met and young krymchanka from city Armyansk named Leroy, climbed into the water. It was very easy - the water had a temperature of about 19 degrees. Wave was small, so we swam with pleasure and a very good shot tired after a day on the bus. Bathing place in the resort town of Scheveningen, which nepadelku from The Hague.

If the flag of this town, as it were naturalized, you could get a good snack to vodka. Usually on the arms draw something grand - a hand with a sword, bow and arrow, angry tiger, or a proud stag. Living in Scheveningen (sheveningenchane) went their own way. On their arms - three herrings topped with a golden crown.

herring we ate in a special street shop. Vendors have done to us that something like - cheeseburger, where instead of cheese was Savoury Bit fish. "Now would be a little vodka," - this idea sounded from the lips of several of our tourists. Whatever it was, but so tasty coat - a consequence of the main local studies. Not so long ago it was a fishing village, whose inhabitants were catching herring. They began their fishing in XIV century. Although today the village became a town, but also a resort, but its residents continue to fish. In early May of each year, resort visitors can watch the event on the occasion of the opening of the meson catch herring.

short, herring here you can eat at every step. For example, in restaurants, located along the beach. After swimming, I sat in one of them, but not ordered a fish and a glass of red wine. At the resort as the resort - the music played, nevevala sentimental mood. And in a nearby restaurant a group of men and women twisted their hips, learning to dance lambada. They led speuialny dance instructor. I'm sorry that before the departure is about a quarter of an hour. During this time, you do not learn to dance. If it was a little more - I might have joined.

I drank wine, and suddenly remembered why I had in mind to keep it interesting name of the city. I read that here is the prison where he was the last Yugoslav leader Slobodan Milosevic. His refereed Hague tribunal on charges of crimes against humanity. But he did not wait for the sentence and died. Here is a wonderful resort, where recreation is bordered by dramatic policy.