Beach weather is a rarity around here. We get our beautiful sun filled days, but sun filled coupled with warmth is few and far between. On the weekends when the temperature does happen to reach the upper 70's (or the extremely rare lower 80's) the entire Dutch population heads in only one direction - west. Trains slowly chug their way to the ocean due to the massive amounts of flip-flop wearing beach-goers crammed inside of them. And the sand on the beach is no longer visible since every square inch is covered by towels, beach bags, and semi-clad bodies.
But what, you ask, happens when the rare warm days occur during the work week? Well, as the (unspoken) Dutch motto dictates: when you can't go to the beach, bring the beach to you. So, instead of the beaches being full of people, the parks are used as a temporary substitute. Adults lay out in their swimming suits next to one form of water or another; be it a canal, pond, you name it. The children, on the other hand, run nearly (if not fully) naked through the fountains- splashing, squealing and having a grand ol' time.