我是 Burcht，莱顿最古老的山丘，今晚 Kaasman 带着这座城市所有的奶酪坐在我的城墙上。 你带着一块白面包和一条鲱鱼，从庭院向上攀登。这是莱顿每年 10 月 3 日分发的食物，为了纪念 1574 年解围之夜。六段斜坡，其间设有梯子，奶酪向你滚落而来。跃过它，继续攀登。 在顶端，这座城市的 38 个地点之一在等待着你。它会向你讲述它的故事，并进入你的收藏。 攀登十二次为一个夜晚。随着你的攀登，奶酪也在学习：从第五次攀登起，它会爬梯子；从第七次起，它会跳跃；而从第九次起，滚入水中的奶酪轮会用两条腿爬出来。
I am the Burcht, the oldest hill in Leiden, and tonight Kaasman is sitting on my wall with all the city's cheese. You climb up from the courtyard with a loaf of white bread and a herring. That is what Leiden hands out every 3 October, for the night in 1574 when the siege was broken. Six ramps, ladders between them, and the cheese rolling down at you. Jump it and keep climbing. At the top, one of the thirty-eight places in this city is waiting. It tells you its story and goes into your collection. Twelve climbs make a night. The cheese learns as you go: from the fifth climb it takes the ladders, from the seventh it hops, and from the ninth a wheel that falls in the water climbs back out on two legs.
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