My wife, baby daughter, and I took off on a short vacation while I was stationed near Stuttgart. We drove into the night towards Amsterdam, but eventually we were tired and needed to stop.
We pulled off the highway some distance, stopped the car and left the baby inside the car, while my wife and I spread out a poncho and crawled into sleeping bags, and immediately went to sleep.
When it was light in the morning, we looked around and we were in a cow pasture, with cows milling around looking us over. We had also attracted some orange slugs on our poncho.
This overnight sleep location was near this Roman battle site.
We got up and drove another hour or so into central Amsterdam, and enjoyed our stay immensely. Great people. We took a boat ride in the harbor, and drove to the beach at Zandvoort, near Haarlem.
Returned to our home in Germany via Brussels, Aachen, etc.
A few years later I worked for a firm with a major office in Haarlem, and I stayed and worked there for a few days, riding the train into central Amsterdam for sightseeing. On that trip, I visited the Anne Frank House.
Developed friendships which lasted years, with a couple of our Dutch employees.
Although we named our language "English" after the "Angles" who immigrated to "England" it was a different Germanic tribe from Holland, which bore the closest link to the eventual English language. That is the "Frisian" language and people.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frisian_languages