I remember when mom came to visit me in Paris, and we went to the museam to see the Monet exhibit she cried when she saw her favorite painting. I thought it was a little silly, but she said that it was one of those once in a lifetime moments that just made you cry because you were so moved by it. I had my moment today, along with most of my group. We went to the Terezin Concentration Camp.
I knew I wanted to see one when I found out Id be going to Europe ==side note, this keyboard sucks and I cant use apostrophes or quote marks and the z and y are switched== Ive always been facinated with The Holocaust ever since I read The Devils Arithmatic when I was 10. I wanted to see Auchwitz but when we planned out all our trips for the semester we just didnt have time. But then we heard the school takes us to a smaller camp.
The school took us to Terezin. We walked through the camp, where the prisoners were kept. I saw where they slept, saw the isolation chambers, saw the gallows and the shooting wall, but no tears yet, just lots of pictures and utterings of wow. The camp was mostly for prisoners, but it became a work camp halfway through the war. No one was gassed there, they mostly died of starvation or cold. Then we went to the cremetorium. There was a group of Jewish people standing down by the incinerators, singing and praying and holding hands. There are a lot of Jewish kids in the castle group, some joined in. One even led a song. Then I lost it. I started just sobbing my eyes out. That was my moment. I wasnt looking at a history book or watching a movie, I was THERE, where so many people died just because of who they were. So many children that never grew up, so many families torn apart, all because of hate for no reason. That was my big moment, like mom with her painting. The nwe went to the museam and saw pictures that children drew while in the camps. I bought a book of poetry and pictures from children in the camp. There was a wall with all their names on it, all the children who died there. There were two little girls with the last name Blom.
I cant imagine if I was Jewish. I am not Jewish and I still felt so much about all this. If it was actually a part of my history... I cant even imagine.
Tomorrow I leave for Italy. I just needed to share this experience while it was still fresh. Even if this kezboard sucks. Florence and Rome, here I come.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Romantic Weekend Getaway!
I'm going to brag for a moment and say that I definately have the best boyfriend ever. He came all the way to another continent to visit me, spending crazy amounts of money, just to stay for a week. It was amazing and wondergful and I miss him so much already.
Saying goodbye at the train station and waving as the train pulls away is the saddest thing ever.
Anyway.
Aaron arrived Wednesday afternoon. All through my 2:30 class I was on the edge of my seat, bouncing around all excited. When I got out at 4:15 I went to my room and paced since I didn't think he would be there until 4:30. That lasted all of two seconds before my friends practically threw me out to go wait for him. And as I was crossing the bridge over the moat, there he was, leaning against the big tree staring into the distance and looking deep in thought. I broke him out of the trance by yelling "AARON!" and he ran up to me and picked me up and swung me around in his arms. Cliche, cutesy meeting, and it was perfect :)
We spent the rest of the day in Well, I showed him the castle and he met my friends and ate in our dining hall. Then we went to American Night at the Linden but it wasn't as exciting as it usually is. Aaron got to try my favorite Dutch beer, which was a little sweet for him he said. Then we walked all the way to his hotel, and of course it was raining. It always rains in Holland. I think it rained every time we had to take that long dark walk.
The next morning we checked out of the hotel, had breakfast at the castle, and were going to leave for Amsterdam but Aaron was having some bank issues so we had to wait for Bank of America's customer service to be open. Then we took the train to Amsterdam and checked into our hotel. It was about 5 by this time, so we got dinner and just chilled. He was still a bit jet-lagged. The hotel was cute, our room was very small but the woman who ran the place was very nice. Her cat was cute and sat on my lap.
The next morning we got up, ate breakfast, and went to the Van Gogh museam. It was pretty cool, but didn't have many of his famous paintings. Still very interesting though. Then we went on a search for the Anne Frank house, which we finally found. It was pretty amazing. I almost cried.
The next day we were going to go to Brussels, but we got up too late so we just spent the day in Amsterdam again. Didn't do a whole lot, just walked around and enjoyed the sights. That night we went on a pub crawl (could have been the night before, I forget) of various pubs/clubs in Amsterdam. It was really fun. 20 Euro for six clubs, six free drinks, and shots along the way. Oddly enough, we didn't get too drunk. However, we did get very lost trying to find our way back to the hotel after we decided we'd had enough. And it started to rain. And we didn't have money for a cab. But we found our way back and all was well :)
Then we came back to Well for the following three days. I still had some classes and Aaron tagged along and read his book. Tuesday we tried to go to Brussels again, but it was 60 Euro for a ticket so we decided to just go to Nimeijn instead. It was mostly shopping, which I'm sure was thrilling for Aaron, but it was still fun. We had lunch in a cute pub and shopped around. I still haven't found a peacoat I like, I think I'll just end up buying one when I go home. It's an impossible mission to find one that fits me well, is warm enough, is in a color I like, and not too expensive.
Today we got up very early and said goodbye. Exactly one month until I see him again. I miss him already. It was definately a week to remember :)
<3
Saying goodbye at the train station and waving as the train pulls away is the saddest thing ever.
Anyway.
Aaron arrived Wednesday afternoon. All through my 2:30 class I was on the edge of my seat, bouncing around all excited. When I got out at 4:15 I went to my room and paced since I didn't think he would be there until 4:30. That lasted all of two seconds before my friends practically threw me out to go wait for him. And as I was crossing the bridge over the moat, there he was, leaning against the big tree staring into the distance and looking deep in thought. I broke him out of the trance by yelling "AARON!" and he ran up to me and picked me up and swung me around in his arms. Cliche, cutesy meeting, and it was perfect :)
We spent the rest of the day in Well, I showed him the castle and he met my friends and ate in our dining hall. Then we went to American Night at the Linden but it wasn't as exciting as it usually is. Aaron got to try my favorite Dutch beer, which was a little sweet for him he said. Then we walked all the way to his hotel, and of course it was raining. It always rains in Holland. I think it rained every time we had to take that long dark walk.
The next morning we checked out of the hotel, had breakfast at the castle, and were going to leave for Amsterdam but Aaron was having some bank issues so we had to wait for Bank of America's customer service to be open. Then we took the train to Amsterdam and checked into our hotel. It was about 5 by this time, so we got dinner and just chilled. He was still a bit jet-lagged. The hotel was cute, our room was very small but the woman who ran the place was very nice. Her cat was cute and sat on my lap.
The next morning we got up, ate breakfast, and went to the Van Gogh museam. It was pretty cool, but didn't have many of his famous paintings. Still very interesting though. Then we went on a search for the Anne Frank house, which we finally found. It was pretty amazing. I almost cried.
The next day we were going to go to Brussels, but we got up too late so we just spent the day in Amsterdam again. Didn't do a whole lot, just walked around and enjoyed the sights. That night we went on a pub crawl (could have been the night before, I forget) of various pubs/clubs in Amsterdam. It was really fun. 20 Euro for six clubs, six free drinks, and shots along the way. Oddly enough, we didn't get too drunk. However, we did get very lost trying to find our way back to the hotel after we decided we'd had enough. And it started to rain. And we didn't have money for a cab. But we found our way back and all was well :)
Then we came back to Well for the following three days. I still had some classes and Aaron tagged along and read his book. Tuesday we tried to go to Brussels again, but it was 60 Euro for a ticket so we decided to just go to Nimeijn instead. It was mostly shopping, which I'm sure was thrilling for Aaron, but it was still fun. We had lunch in a cute pub and shopped around. I still haven't found a peacoat I like, I think I'll just end up buying one when I go home. It's an impossible mission to find one that fits me well, is warm enough, is in a color I like, and not too expensive.
Today we got up very early and said goodbye. Exactly one month until I see him again. I miss him already. It was definately a week to remember :)
<3
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
IT'S TODAY IT'S TODAY!! :)
Aaron arrives today!!! :)
It is now 12:02, his plane came in at 6 am. So if he took the 7 am train to Venlo that'd take 3 hours, then the Venlo bus to Well would take 40 minutes... so, assuming nothing went wrong, Aaron has been in Well for about two hours! He's probably jet-lagging in his hotel room right now. We've decided to meet after my last class ends at 4:30.
LONGEST 4 HOURS EVER.
So excited for our week together.
I cannot wait :)
It is now 12:02, his plane came in at 6 am. So if he took the 7 am train to Venlo that'd take 3 hours, then the Venlo bus to Well would take 40 minutes... so, assuming nothing went wrong, Aaron has been in Well for about two hours! He's probably jet-lagging in his hotel room right now. We've decided to meet after my last class ends at 4:30.
LONGEST 4 HOURS EVER.
So excited for our week together.
I cannot wait :)
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Switzerland = Heaven.
Oh my god. I cannot even begin to describe my amazing weekend. Switzerland is, hands-down, my favorite trip so far. Each day we were up at the crack of dawn and did amazing and wonderful things all day long and then fell asleep before 12 at night. Seriously, the most exhilerating experience of my life thus far.
Thursday night we took a sleeper train (from either Germany or somewhere in the Netherlands, I forget) to Switzerland. It was a tiny, tiny room with three bunks on either side, attatched to the wall. We were quite cramped, but we were only there for sleeping. It was fun, sleeping on a train. Then we woke up at 6 am and got on a bunch of other trains until we got to Gyron, where our hostel was. We arrived at around 3 I believe, due to train layovers and such. As soon as we got there we no sooner had put down our backpacks then our host told us to hop the train to get to the Paragliding place.
I had a few misconceptions about paragliding. At first, I got it confused with Hangliding, which is where you dangle beneath a big kite and jump off a cliff. Then I was told this adventure involved Parachutes, so I pictured it being a jump off a cliff, a free-fall, and then you pull the chord and float around. But really, it wasn't that insane. What you do is put on all your gear, strap yourself to a strange man, and you run around with the parachute deployed until it's in the air (like as if you're running trying to get a kite in the air) and then you run towards the edge of the cliff and before you're even close to it the parachute lifts you into the air. It was utterly amazing. So beautiful. I managed to snap a few pictures while I was in the air, before my camera batteries DIED on me. Ugh! For the rest of the trip it worked sporatically, obviously I forgot to pack spare batteries. But yeah, wow. It wasn't scary at all. It felt kind of like I was on a ride at an amusement park or something. Very comfortable, you just sit and float around. The instructor guides the parachute around for you. The only scary part was landing, because you have to swoop back and fourth and ease yourself down. But it was beautiful. An experience of a lifetime.
We didn't even go right back to the hostel. Our host picked us up (transportation was all included in the package) and drove us to the Thermal Baths and Spa. Of course, I'd forgotten my bathing suit, but one of the hostesses was my size and let me borrow hers--how accomodating! We had two and a half hours to explore. It was wonderful. The Thermal baths are these huge outdoor swimming pool type things with warm warm water. There's areas with jets so it's like a hot tub, and this whirlpool like thing in the middle you can float around in circles. Then there's saunas and steam rooms and even a medetation/aroma therapy room. We did it all. Shaunagh, Samantha and I even did the Turkish Bath, where you had to pretty much be naked (no worries, the one we went in was female-only). Truly a bonding experience, haha. It was so relaxing there. It makes me want to go back to the Thermal Baths in Arsen (ten minutes from Well) though I think they're significantly smaller.
When we finally got back to the hostel, Jules cooked us dinner. He didn't go paragliding with us, so he went to the grocery store and bought spaghetti, salad, and French bread to cook us dinner. It's funny, all the girls went to jump off a cliff and the boy stayed back and cooked dinner. Haha! It was so nice to have a home-cooked meal, and really sweet of Jules to make it for us. We ate , got fitted for our ski gear, and then fell right asleep, since we had to wake up at 5 the next morning.
So, 5 am we all roll out of bed, put on our gear, and rush to the van to get good seats. 15 of us packed into one van, plus ski/snowboard gear, with a crazy driver. Not that he was a bad driver, he just went quite fast. Luckily I got one of the seats towards the front. Since it was the pre-season, the nearby mountain didn't have snow on it yet. So, he took us two hours away, to the Matterhorn in Zermatt. The Matterhorn. That mountain on the Tolberone chocolate bars. There's a ride in Disneyland modeled after it. Yeah, that one. I skied in the Swiss alps. I don't think that registered in my brain, that I was about to ski in the SWISS ALPS, until we were at the base of the mountain staring up at the thing. We had to take a lift up to the ski place, then another lift up the mountain, and yet another one to actually ski. Shaunagh and I were beginners, so we waited while Matt (our Australian host) took the experienced skiers to the top of the mountain. We napped in the sun. Aparently, if you ski down one side of the mountain you end up in Italy, which is what Jenna did. It's right on the boarder. Then Matt came back and gave us a little ski lesson since the instructor we had signed up for couldn't make it... saved us some money though since Matt didn't charge us. We only went down the mountain twice, but they were long trails and we were exhausted. I discovered I ski much like I snowboard---very slowly and I never let go of the control. I probably should have risked falling some more, just so I wasn't going at a snail pace, but just the experience of sking in the Swiss Alps was enough for me to be completely satisfied.
Shaunagh, Samantha, and I then trekked back down the mountain and had lunch in the adorable little Swiss town at the bottom. We were excited that the Swiss Franc was 1:1 with the American dollar... however, lunch at McDonalds was 12 Francs for Chicken Nuggets, Salad, French fries, and a coke. Everything was very expensive there, despite the good exchange rate. I limited my souvinir shopping to a few postcards and a shotglass for my collection.
Then we drove the two hours back to the hostel where we ate the leftovers of the yummy dinner Jules made us the night before, and made a campfire outside under the stars. You could see them so clearly there, it was beautiful. Other travellers at the hostel came to the campfire and we all talked about our travels. There was a couple (?) who hung out with us for most of our stay, Andi and Jory. Andi was studying at Cambridge University in England through her school's study abroad program, and Jory was in the military and stationed near there. There were also two Aussie girls, Claire and Amanda, who were also first-time skiers, they had just graduated high school and were backpacking around Europe. Then there was Dire, Camille, and Maria, who were originally from a school in Texas, but were studying abroad in Italy. Their school has a program very similar to Kasteel Well. They live in an old Monestary in a tiny town outside of Florence and have long weekends to travel. It was cool meeting new people and sharing stories. We thought it was sooo late when we ended up going to bed, but it was only 10. We all fell asleep right away.
This morning we woke up again at 5, packed our things, and started the long journey back to the castle. It took us 12 hours to get back, hopping trains each time. We did get some sleep though, which was nice. Now I'm back at the castle, waiting to shower, and finishing up homework.
Switzerland is so beautiful. My favorite trip so far. I will return someday, hopefully again to the Chatlet Martin. I will never forget it.
Thursday night we took a sleeper train (from either Germany or somewhere in the Netherlands, I forget) to Switzerland. It was a tiny, tiny room with three bunks on either side, attatched to the wall. We were quite cramped, but we were only there for sleeping. It was fun, sleeping on a train. Then we woke up at 6 am and got on a bunch of other trains until we got to Gyron, where our hostel was. We arrived at around 3 I believe, due to train layovers and such. As soon as we got there we no sooner had put down our backpacks then our host told us to hop the train to get to the Paragliding place.
I had a few misconceptions about paragliding. At first, I got it confused with Hangliding, which is where you dangle beneath a big kite and jump off a cliff. Then I was told this adventure involved Parachutes, so I pictured it being a jump off a cliff, a free-fall, and then you pull the chord and float around. But really, it wasn't that insane. What you do is put on all your gear, strap yourself to a strange man, and you run around with the parachute deployed until it's in the air (like as if you're running trying to get a kite in the air) and then you run towards the edge of the cliff and before you're even close to it the parachute lifts you into the air. It was utterly amazing. So beautiful. I managed to snap a few pictures while I was in the air, before my camera batteries DIED on me. Ugh! For the rest of the trip it worked sporatically, obviously I forgot to pack spare batteries. But yeah, wow. It wasn't scary at all. It felt kind of like I was on a ride at an amusement park or something. Very comfortable, you just sit and float around. The instructor guides the parachute around for you. The only scary part was landing, because you have to swoop back and fourth and ease yourself down. But it was beautiful. An experience of a lifetime.
We didn't even go right back to the hostel. Our host picked us up (transportation was all included in the package) and drove us to the Thermal Baths and Spa. Of course, I'd forgotten my bathing suit, but one of the hostesses was my size and let me borrow hers--how accomodating! We had two and a half hours to explore. It was wonderful. The Thermal baths are these huge outdoor swimming pool type things with warm warm water. There's areas with jets so it's like a hot tub, and this whirlpool like thing in the middle you can float around in circles. Then there's saunas and steam rooms and even a medetation/aroma therapy room. We did it all. Shaunagh, Samantha and I even did the Turkish Bath, where you had to pretty much be naked (no worries, the one we went in was female-only). Truly a bonding experience, haha. It was so relaxing there. It makes me want to go back to the Thermal Baths in Arsen (ten minutes from Well) though I think they're significantly smaller.
When we finally got back to the hostel, Jules cooked us dinner. He didn't go paragliding with us, so he went to the grocery store and bought spaghetti, salad, and French bread to cook us dinner. It's funny, all the girls went to jump off a cliff and the boy stayed back and cooked dinner. Haha! It was so nice to have a home-cooked meal, and really sweet of Jules to make it for us. We ate , got fitted for our ski gear, and then fell right asleep, since we had to wake up at 5 the next morning.
So, 5 am we all roll out of bed, put on our gear, and rush to the van to get good seats. 15 of us packed into one van, plus ski/snowboard gear, with a crazy driver. Not that he was a bad driver, he just went quite fast. Luckily I got one of the seats towards the front. Since it was the pre-season, the nearby mountain didn't have snow on it yet. So, he took us two hours away, to the Matterhorn in Zermatt. The Matterhorn. That mountain on the Tolberone chocolate bars. There's a ride in Disneyland modeled after it. Yeah, that one. I skied in the Swiss alps. I don't think that registered in my brain, that I was about to ski in the SWISS ALPS, until we were at the base of the mountain staring up at the thing. We had to take a lift up to the ski place, then another lift up the mountain, and yet another one to actually ski. Shaunagh and I were beginners, so we waited while Matt (our Australian host) took the experienced skiers to the top of the mountain. We napped in the sun. Aparently, if you ski down one side of the mountain you end up in Italy, which is what Jenna did. It's right on the boarder. Then Matt came back and gave us a little ski lesson since the instructor we had signed up for couldn't make it... saved us some money though since Matt didn't charge us. We only went down the mountain twice, but they were long trails and we were exhausted. I discovered I ski much like I snowboard---very slowly and I never let go of the control. I probably should have risked falling some more, just so I wasn't going at a snail pace, but just the experience of sking in the Swiss Alps was enough for me to be completely satisfied.
Shaunagh, Samantha, and I then trekked back down the mountain and had lunch in the adorable little Swiss town at the bottom. We were excited that the Swiss Franc was 1:1 with the American dollar... however, lunch at McDonalds was 12 Francs for Chicken Nuggets, Salad, French fries, and a coke. Everything was very expensive there, despite the good exchange rate. I limited my souvinir shopping to a few postcards and a shotglass for my collection.
Then we drove the two hours back to the hostel where we ate the leftovers of the yummy dinner Jules made us the night before, and made a campfire outside under the stars. You could see them so clearly there, it was beautiful. Other travellers at the hostel came to the campfire and we all talked about our travels. There was a couple (?) who hung out with us for most of our stay, Andi and Jory. Andi was studying at Cambridge University in England through her school's study abroad program, and Jory was in the military and stationed near there. There were also two Aussie girls, Claire and Amanda, who were also first-time skiers, they had just graduated high school and were backpacking around Europe. Then there was Dire, Camille, and Maria, who were originally from a school in Texas, but were studying abroad in Italy. Their school has a program very similar to Kasteel Well. They live in an old Monestary in a tiny town outside of Florence and have long weekends to travel. It was cool meeting new people and sharing stories. We thought it was sooo late when we ended up going to bed, but it was only 10. We all fell asleep right away.
This morning we woke up again at 5, packed our things, and started the long journey back to the castle. It took us 12 hours to get back, hopping trains each time. We did get some sleep though, which was nice. Now I'm back at the castle, waiting to shower, and finishing up homework.
Switzerland is so beautiful. My favorite trip so far. I will return someday, hopefully again to the Chatlet Martin. I will never forget it.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Happy Halloween!!
Happy Halloween everyone!
Europe isn't big into Halloween... Ireland and Scotland are starting to get into it, but those places are a bit too far. So, the Kasteel Well staff is throwing us a party. Everyone here is scrambling to make a costume out of the ordinary clothes we brought to the castle, plus weird makeup. It's quite funny, people are coming up with some pretty interesting ideas.
I am the creepy girl from May
Heather is Samara, the creepy girl from The Ring
And Jill ia A Cat.
Much merriment in the Castle Barn, and then off to the Linden pub to make all the Dutch people roll their eyes at the CRAZY Americans we all are (as opposed to the stupid Americans we usually are).
That's about all interesting that's going on right now. Many more interesting updates after this weekend when I go to Switzerland :)
P.S. AARON VISITS IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK
P.P.S. The name "Aaron" looks funny in all capitals because of the double first letter.
Europe isn't big into Halloween... Ireland and Scotland are starting to get into it, but those places are a bit too far. So, the Kasteel Well staff is throwing us a party. Everyone here is scrambling to make a costume out of the ordinary clothes we brought to the castle, plus weird makeup. It's quite funny, people are coming up with some pretty interesting ideas.
I am the creepy girl from May
Heather is Samara, the creepy girl from The Ring
And Jill ia A Cat.
Much merriment in the Castle Barn, and then off to the Linden pub to make all the Dutch people roll their eyes at the CRAZY Americans we all are (as opposed to the stupid Americans we usually are).
That's about all interesting that's going on right now. Many more interesting updates after this weekend when I go to Switzerland :)
P.S. AARON VISITS IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK
P.P.S. The name "Aaron" looks funny in all capitals because of the double first letter.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Amsterdam!
When you step off the train in Amsterdam, the first thing you notice is how the air smells. It literally smells like marijuana. It's crazy. I thought all the pot-craziness was just a stereotype but no, the air actually smells like pot. It was an interesting city though.
We didn't see too much since we were only there for the day. We spent most of it just wandering around, searching for the Red Light District. We found it, and it's very interesting. Women just stand in the windows. Most of them are talking on their cell phones. It's quite funny, they don't try to get any customers, they just stare off into space or talk on the phone. And it's only one street (or at least just one that we found) and if you don't look too closely at what's really in the buildings it's actually really pretty. There's a canal down the center where people ride boats and there's swans and ducks floating around it.
We didn't go to any of the places I really wanted to visit, which is fine because I'll be there for three days with Aaron and I didn't feel like spending 7Euro to get in the Anne Frank house or Van Gogh museam twice. I bought a good amount of souvinirs though, and got some touristy pictures.
Today is utterly boring. I couldn't find anyone to go shopping with (Venlo or Nimegijn), and everything is closed here since it's sunday, so I'm just sitting in bed with my laptop waiting for a movie to load. Later I'll do the little bit of homework I have.
Though next weekend should be awesome, SWITZERLAND. So exciting and terrifiying, hehe. Then the weekend after that will be even more awesome, because Aaron visits :) Lots to look forward to!
Love and miss everyone, as always.
We didn't see too much since we were only there for the day. We spent most of it just wandering around, searching for the Red Light District. We found it, and it's very interesting. Women just stand in the windows. Most of them are talking on their cell phones. It's quite funny, they don't try to get any customers, they just stare off into space or talk on the phone. And it's only one street (or at least just one that we found) and if you don't look too closely at what's really in the buildings it's actually really pretty. There's a canal down the center where people ride boats and there's swans and ducks floating around it.
We didn't go to any of the places I really wanted to visit, which is fine because I'll be there for three days with Aaron and I didn't feel like spending 7Euro to get in the Anne Frank house or Van Gogh museam twice. I bought a good amount of souvinirs though, and got some touristy pictures.
Today is utterly boring. I couldn't find anyone to go shopping with (Venlo or Nimegijn), and everything is closed here since it's sunday, so I'm just sitting in bed with my laptop waiting for a movie to load. Later I'll do the little bit of homework I have.
Though next weekend should be awesome, SWITZERLAND. So exciting and terrifiying, hehe. Then the weekend after that will be even more awesome, because Aaron visits :) Lots to look forward to!
Love and miss everyone, as always.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
I Survived!
Midterm week is finally over. Thank God. There was one that was really hard, one that was fairly challenging, and one that was pretty easy. We'll see how I did.
Last night was American Night at the Linden, always a good time. I feel like the local teenagers just laugh at the silly Americans who come in to get drunk on Wednesdays... but it's not my group of friends who dances on the pool table, so I think we're doing okay.
There really isn't much new stuff to report, Midterms have been killing our souls all week. Hopefully we'll have a nice, relaxing weekend. We're staying at the castle for the most part with a day trip to Amsterdam on Saturday. I think tomorrow we're going to the spa, it's fairly inexpensive, 10 Euro for 2 hours in the thermal baths. Maybe we'll explore Nimeijn since we haven't been there yet.
I am sleepy and boring, I apologize. I'll have more interesting things to write about later.
Miss and Love you all,
Ashley
Last night was American Night at the Linden, always a good time. I feel like the local teenagers just laugh at the silly Americans who come in to get drunk on Wednesdays... but it's not my group of friends who dances on the pool table, so I think we're doing okay.
There really isn't much new stuff to report, Midterms have been killing our souls all week. Hopefully we'll have a nice, relaxing weekend. We're staying at the castle for the most part with a day trip to Amsterdam on Saturday. I think tomorrow we're going to the spa, it's fairly inexpensive, 10 Euro for 2 hours in the thermal baths. Maybe we'll explore Nimeijn since we haven't been there yet.
I am sleepy and boring, I apologize. I'll have more interesting things to write about later.
Miss and Love you all,
Ashley
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