Before I caught my train to Veenendaal to see my friend Timo, I needed breakfast. I thoroughly enjoyed my croissant and jam, hard boiled eggs, and free cappuccino from the Nescafe machine. They were playing all the thought provoking music such as, 'Stairway to Heaven' and Zeppelin. It made me think that at that moment in the hostel, was a moment I will remember for life, and that it is the start of a journey. It may sound corny, but I am all about deep 'feelings'. After all that thinking... I packed my bags and laid down for a bit to just relax. Well, I ended up sleeping until 10:15 (from 930ish) and check out is 10:30am. So, I woke up and grabbed my stuff and hoofed it up stairs... literally. I called a taxi and was on my way...
The drive through Amsterdam is very beautiful, the city is so vibrant and inviting.
Got to the train station and almost broke my back carrying all my stuff around with me.... had just enough change for my train ticket, and managed to get to the platform with a few minutes to spare. It was a tricky situation, because I didn't have a phone and they don't really have pay phones here, so I had to make the train to meet my friend. I got on the train (what I thought was the right train... later found out it was not). I sat beside this little old lady who was so friendly in her broken English and body gestures. She was very surprised to see me with so much stuff... we chatted briefly and she helped me with the train stations. Eventually, my stop came and I grabbed my stuff and took off, thanking her graciously.
Turns out, I got on the wrong train and I needed to go to Utrecht first and I ended up in Veenendaal-the city I needed, but on 30 min from my destination. So, I managed to open my cell phone to get my friend's number to call him, but the kiosk phone was dead... just my luck. I tried my luck asking the girl at the desk how to get to the central station and she advised me to take the bus. Great, I am thinking in my head, take the bus with all my stuff... it's all the guys fault at the info booth, he told me to take train 4b instead of train 5...I know now.
I suck it up, and wait for the bus, the bus driver is really friednly, go figure. He drops me off right at the station. Perfect. Turns out I arrive just before my train is suppose to arrive. As I get to the platform, I see my friend on the other side. I am about to yell over... and two trains pull into the station at the same time. We miss each other by seconds. So, I grab my stuff go around to the other side, but he has left. So, I am loitering for a few minutes putting together my game plan. Then I see these 3 teenage girls across the street, I go over and plead my case, of course they were so nice, they let me use their cell to call Timo and phew... he answers.
Here I am thinking he is driving and may have gone to the other station. Turns out he lives right by the station 2 minutes away. He walks over and everything is ok.
So, I have been hanging out at his place for the last 2 days catching up and walking around his city (or town). Today, we went to see FC Utrecht vs PSV two professional club futbol teams in Holland. Really cool! Everything you have heard happens. FC Utrecht played horribly! They are the team of the city I will be living in. Unfortunately, they lost 5-1. Some pretty awesome goals. It was an awesome experience to see the excitement of all the fans in the city. And, the away team's fans are put into a seperate section away from the home team to stop rioting. It was insane. Afterwards, we walked around the city, and I am super excited to live in Utrecht. It is a beautiful city. A perfect fit.
Tonight, we will go into the centre and go to the bars with some of Timo's friends. I'll get a taste of Dutch countryside clubbing.... :0 lol.
I am having a great time in Holland, it really is a beautiful country.
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