A not so short summary of Holland and such.
I've broke out and broken up.
More of a kicked out but in a more passive way.
I'm not so sad this time. But this time it's for good.
I broke out of this country too. If only for just a while.
There was a lot more rain than sun, but a lot more sun than rain.
I knew the sun was always behind the clouds anyway.
There was a lot of walking into traffic we didn't understand.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Bicyclers are sort of like ninjas with bells.
Bells that aren't so familiar to foreign ears and don't do much alerting until it's too late.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Menus were like reading scripts in an ancient tounge or a story written by a four year old that's in a language that isn't quite readable or recognizable.
it was sort of, the food with the most recognizable words wins! type deal.
kaas, spek, champignions, kip
It took us a few days to get used to.
Bathrooms are like those choose your own adventure novels or fun house that you can easily get lost in making it not so fun after all.
Sometimes you have to pay, sometimes you dont, sometimes you're not sure.
in bars or in the middle of the street.
The button to flush is always in a different place, and never looks the same. You end up pushing and touching random things around the stall that maybe look like they could do something useful.
Hands free becomes very much hands on.
Stall walls go from floor to ceiling, so if you discover there's no TP you're outta luck,
no passing of the squares allowed.
Sinks are tiny with just cold water(a lot of the time).
Showers and tubs have private clubs with no toilets are allowed.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Flying is quite nice and relaxing. Especially when you have numerous seats to yourself
or an enjoyable neighbor that provides good conversation.
Airports however are not so nice,
especially when they loose your luggage twice
and fail to direct you to your connecting flight in a comprehensible manner.
(who knew they didn't realease gate numbers until so late?)
It took us a few trys to get used to.
Cafe's are more like bars, streets are more like cobblestone alleys,
alleys don't really exist and cars can drive anywhere they can fit.
Pedestrians on foot are pretty much scum.
Everything is tiny, but tiny koffie's are strong, and are the best I've ever had.
We only found the big and black and bored section of the red lights.
fruit of the loom is sexy.
grass is green, the land is flat, canals are deep and everywhere.
it's beautiful, it's windy, it's wet.
The land is very rich in sheep and dairy cow. even though they mostly eat pork and chicken?
and only babies drink milk.
and chocolate sprinkles go on buttered bread.
and cake is a great breakfast food.
and they laugh at our cornflakes.
money is small like monopoly money bills, but the coins make pockets big and heavy.
oh it took us a few days to get used to.
and what else? Let me think.
It was Too windy for windmills, but not too windy to turn it on for Canada.
round abouts do in fact alleviate traffic jams, so does getting rid of stop signs.
They just run everybody down!
museums are everywhere, and their security is top notch (light on their feet!).
Everything's old, people look young, nobody's fat.
Except us fatty old tourists.
These fatty old tourists are no longer tourists but are still infact quite fat and still suffering from the flight five days ago.
Jet lag.
It'll take us a few days to get used to.
I hope you've all been well.
May
More of a kicked out but in a more passive way.
I'm not so sad this time. But this time it's for good.
I broke out of this country too. If only for just a while.
There was a lot more rain than sun, but a lot more sun than rain.
I knew the sun was always behind the clouds anyway.
There was a lot of walking into traffic we didn't understand.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Bicyclers are sort of like ninjas with bells.
Bells that aren't so familiar to foreign ears and don't do much alerting until it's too late.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Menus were like reading scripts in an ancient tounge or a story written by a four year old that's in a language that isn't quite readable or recognizable.
it was sort of, the food with the most recognizable words wins! type deal.
kaas, spek, champignions, kip
It took us a few days to get used to.
Bathrooms are like those choose your own adventure novels or fun house that you can easily get lost in making it not so fun after all.
Sometimes you have to pay, sometimes you dont, sometimes you're not sure.
in bars or in the middle of the street.
The button to flush is always in a different place, and never looks the same. You end up pushing and touching random things around the stall that maybe look like they could do something useful.
Hands free becomes very much hands on.
Stall walls go from floor to ceiling, so if you discover there's no TP you're outta luck,
no passing of the squares allowed.
Sinks are tiny with just cold water(a lot of the time).
Showers and tubs have private clubs with no toilets are allowed.
It took us a few days to get used to.
Flying is quite nice and relaxing. Especially when you have numerous seats to yourself
or an enjoyable neighbor that provides good conversation.
Airports however are not so nice,
especially when they loose your luggage twice
and fail to direct you to your connecting flight in a comprehensible manner.
(who knew they didn't realease gate numbers until so late?)
It took us a few trys to get used to.
Cafe's are more like bars, streets are more like cobblestone alleys,
alleys don't really exist and cars can drive anywhere they can fit.
Pedestrians on foot are pretty much scum.
Everything is tiny, but tiny koffie's are strong, and are the best I've ever had.
We only found the big and black and bored section of the red lights.
fruit of the loom is sexy.
grass is green, the land is flat, canals are deep and everywhere.
it's beautiful, it's windy, it's wet.
The land is very rich in sheep and dairy cow. even though they mostly eat pork and chicken?
and only babies drink milk.
and chocolate sprinkles go on buttered bread.
and cake is a great breakfast food.
and they laugh at our cornflakes.
money is small like monopoly money bills, but the coins make pockets big and heavy.
oh it took us a few days to get used to.
and what else? Let me think.
It was Too windy for windmills, but not too windy to turn it on for Canada.
round abouts do in fact alleviate traffic jams, so does getting rid of stop signs.
They just run everybody down!
museums are everywhere, and their security is top notch (light on their feet!).
Everything's old, people look young, nobody's fat.
Except us fatty old tourists.
These fatty old tourists are no longer tourists but are still infact quite fat and still suffering from the flight five days ago.
Jet lag.
It'll take us a few days to get used to.
I hope you've all been well.
May