This little garden on the water next to De Machinist (check de Machinist article) is tiny but it’s magical. As soon as the sun starts shining this is where I rush to if I need some time to think or read my book. In the summer it’s also the perfect hangout with friends, and if someone could bring their guitar along that would be great.
The garden is a little wild and overgrown and looking at it from certain angles you could forget you are in the city at all. In the centre there is a covered wooden platform, surrounded by sand and grass. Placed in a circular, but haphazard, fashion around that are wooden benches, tables and chairs. My favourite spot are the two deep-seated, purple, wooden benches, which must have once been fancy with their colour and carvings, but are now in an endearing state of decay. The far corner holds another surprise; a slide for little bodies from the street into the garden. The green wall next to the slide looks like a misplaced and forgotten castle, complete with fireplace, torch brackets and empty picture frames. The better you look, the more you see that the whole garden has these kinds of elements which makes it a perfect place for exploring and relaxing.