Netherlands Emails (12/a zillion)
Filled with lots of not-Netherlands ramblings, but whatever, they're emails to my family.
Monday morning we heard a lecture by Trent and Katherine, extended another hour because we have so many guest speakers there weren't enough classes to get through the curriculum. We survived, but only because Katherine had us do cool activities, and the location of our lecture was this cool place and Trent covered the cost of any non-alcoholic beverages we ordered. After class Sarah and I took to wandering the streets, originally intending to visit the Boymans Van Beuningan art museum, but of course it being a museum, it's closed on Mondays. We didn't mind too much, and wandered around some more until we came to an intersection and saw the Euromast, which became our new goal (despite Sarah's minor problem with heights).We came across another collection of our group (which actually happens quite a lot, despite the size of the places we've been in. It’s very odd), but they were lame and wanted to find food (specifically, Andrew wanted to find food. I swear every time I talk to him, he's starving. I've taken to carrying extra snacks in my bag just in case.), so it was just Sarah and I. We made it all the way to the top, even to the Euroscoop, which at first we thought was only accessible by crazy spiral metal staircase of doom (why does no one mention how windy it is up high?); thankfully, we found second elevator up there. The inner column had towers from all over the world, with scaled representations of their heights (the Euromast is rather dinky at 180 meters). When we went down to the gift shop, however (because there's always a gift shop), the candles that they were selling with a similar illustration were decidedly not to scale - the Euromast was as tall as Canada's CN tower... :P We warmed up with coffee and pastries in the cafe, then took an indirect route back to the hotel.
It has not failed to reach my attention that these emails could be the making for quite the essay. I'm sure that if it wasn't the height of rudeness, the boys would be tl;dr-ing all of these emails (silence truly is the kinder option in this case). The internet connection is also in and out here, and I'm not quite sure how much of this is being AutoSaved by Yahoo... To ensure that none of my witticisms get lost, I’ll send this email now and continue in a new one... I'm hindered from writing offline because of my love of including hyperlinks, and the fact that WordPad doesn't support their inclusion (My copy of Word isn’t currently working because I accidentally tried to register it with the Product Key that I've use for two other downloads of the software, which is apparently too many. I need to email UW IT one of these days...). Ta ta for now!
Maggie
Monday morning we heard a lecture by Trent and Katherine, extended another hour because we have so many guest speakers there weren't enough classes to get through the curriculum. We survived, but only because Katherine had us do cool activities, and the location of our lecture was this cool place and Trent covered the cost of any non-alcoholic beverages we ordered. After class Sarah and I took to wandering the streets, originally intending to visit the Boymans Van Beuningan art museum, but of course it being a museum, it's closed on Mondays. We didn't mind too much, and wandered around some more until we came to an intersection and saw the Euromast, which became our new goal (despite Sarah's minor problem with heights).We came across another collection of our group (which actually happens quite a lot, despite the size of the places we've been in. It’s very odd), but they were lame and wanted to find food (specifically, Andrew wanted to find food. I swear every time I talk to him, he's starving. I've taken to carrying extra snacks in my bag just in case.), so it was just Sarah and I. We made it all the way to the top, even to the Euroscoop, which at first we thought was only accessible by crazy spiral metal staircase of doom (why does no one mention how windy it is up high?); thankfully, we found second elevator up there. The inner column had towers from all over the world, with scaled representations of their heights (the Euromast is rather dinky at 180 meters). When we went down to the gift shop, however (because there's always a gift shop), the candles that they were selling with a similar illustration were decidedly not to scale - the Euromast was as tall as Canada's CN tower... :P We warmed up with coffee and pastries in the cafe, then took an indirect route back to the hotel.
It has not failed to reach my attention that these emails could be the making for quite the essay. I'm sure that if it wasn't the height of rudeness, the boys would be tl;dr-ing all of these emails (silence truly is the kinder option in this case). The internet connection is also in and out here, and I'm not quite sure how much of this is being AutoSaved by Yahoo... To ensure that none of my witticisms get lost, I’ll send this email now and continue in a new one... I'm hindered from writing offline because of my love of including hyperlinks, and the fact that WordPad doesn't support their inclusion (My copy of Word isn’t currently working because I accidentally tried to register it with the Product Key that I've use for two other downloads of the software, which is apparently too many. I need to email UW IT one of these days...). Ta ta for now!
Maggie