Thursday, 31 March 2016

Amsterdam! 3

How can 10 days feel like 3 also feel like 30? 

People. People creep into your life and make your experiences seem important and give you something to miss besides canals and ham and cheese toasties. 

I met some cooooool people in Amsterdam, well Noordwijk some town like 30 miles away and even though I didn't visit half the stuff I thought I would, my bank account is empty and I need to be in a bath for about 12 years, I don't regret the holiday. 

I'm scared this post is gonna get super emotional haha. I don't want it to be but I also didn't want to make any kind of relationship with anyone else at the start of my gap year. But I've laughed so much with a bunch of crazy strangers that that wish seems a bit silly now. And so many of my friends and family back home have been messaging me that even though I feel a bit disconnected to the world, I'm definitely still part of it. 

I dunno, it was just a holiday and it's not that brave to go to a city where everyone speaks English and the climate and culture really similar, but it was brave for me.

1. For one I travelled with a friend who is the chalk to my cheese half the time and the light of my life the next. Our physical, mental and audible space sharing wasn't without its problems (she sings as she walks for example) but she was also the best person to be with because she's smart, lovely, friendly and up for a laugh. When she's not eternally "resting"... 

2. We were in the first hostel for 3 days and didn't really notice the people coming and going, though we were friendly with some girls in our dorm. When you stay at a hostel for a week you actually have to see the same faces for a while and people notice that you're there, especially if the hostel is the main hang out, so you have to be nice and chatty and stuff and this meant occasionally being called "soooo rude" because people don't understand the charm of Princess Antonia. ;)

3. I always showered first except one day where my mate actually got her lazy arse out of bed before me. 

4. You had to travel for at least half an hour to buy weed.

That's it really. I'm gonna get a lot of questions and curiosity about my holiday but it was just like hanging out with some friends in a pretty town for a few days. Going back to work shouldn't be tooooo hard but it's gonna be different actually having to socialise before 10:15 (this is when I went down for breakfast because it finished at 10:30).

Here are some pictures of human beings:





And other stuff:








Peace xxx

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