When we found these, we took them with the intention of bringing them along on our tour in Holland so that we could make proper fools of ourselves in the eyes of the natives. But alas, we forgot them, and were limited to only making fools of ourselves through the made up Dutch that several band members who will remain nameless spent most of the trip speaking. “That’s supposed to be Dutch?” one friend said when she heard them. “You sound like Belgians to me.” If only we’d had our trusty wooden shoes along.
Found in a town not far from Mainz when we went on a big-trash-day van adventure, which you can read about here.