Two things grabbed my attention as I rode around the outskirts of Muiderburg en route to Almere. The first, a massive stack of old wooden pallets and wood being pushed into a mound, presumably to be turned into wood chips. The second was a quiet tunnel for traffic. Its grey concrete walls were smattered with graffiti in English, which seemed unusual given its remote location. Though small, Muiderburg is home to a large Jewish cemetery.