In other news, I got my a bicycle to ride around like the common Dutchman. I had forgotten how incredibly difficult it is to ride a bike. But it take too long before I figured it out again, like riding a bike. Although, the seat seems to be hurting my bulbous ass. I may have to lose the regular mountain bike seat for some sort of cushy one, built specifically for us large assed people.
I also discovered and put to use one of the Dutch laundry mats, which is not near as similar to our domestic ones as I had hoped. Unfortunately, I botched the payment procedure and had to move my clothes too a new washer and it locked me out. It was about this time that I met my first non English speaker here. I now realize what the Mexicans in San Diego who just came over feel like when they don't know any English, except they usually have a better grasp of English than I have of Dutch. Also, I learned that It is quite difficult to say "I am locked out of the washing maching," using only hand gestures, and that speaking louder is no help at all.
That is all I have for today, so I will leave you with some photos.
For Manda and Ka, this is an entire store, probably 250 square feet, completely devoted to the sale of cheese, nothing but cheese.
Here is the church right next door to the hotel. Every morning, I hear the bells in the tower.
Another guy on a quad on the street. Apparently that is perfectly legal here, which is pretty friggin awesome. Although this one is a Raptor, made for a grown ass man, as opposed to last guy on the children's quad.
And finally, at the Albert Heijn supermarket they have this glorious vending machine. You can purchase razors, stamps, trolly/bus passes and condoms. Thats all you really need in life.
unfortunately it was out of order, so, sadly, I could not partake in the purchase of its goods.
More to come,
Matt
6 comments:
That cheese store picture is AMAZING!! (Now I want some cheese!) Glad to hear you're "going green" with the bicycle, Al Gore would be proud - you liberal hippy you!
Yay for cheese! Its funny, so far your trip is a lot like when I arrived in Senegal: I lived right next to a Mosque and I had the pleasure of hearing the call to prayer 5 times daily as the speaker was pointed straigth to my window.
Also, I had to re-learn how to ride a bike. I am sad to say it is not just like riding a bike, it was still hard a year later.
"CHEEEEEEESSE! Yea I Got Out." I would of been saying that the entire time I was in there.
Funny story about the laundromat.
P.S. Please get me a picture of the menu at McDonalds that shows a "Royale with Cheese".
I want to see a picture of the menu from KFC (Kentucky Fried Cheese) that is!
Glad to hear you're doing well Matt!
Can't wait for the mullet pictures. I went to a party a few weeks ago down the (country) road from my house in VA, and there was a guy there that might rival any pictures you're going to take. Short, short hair in the front and on top (I'm talking less than 1/2 inch, and it was really curly, so it looked shorter), and curly locks falling down several inches past his shoulders. Apparently, he'd suffered some kind of brain injury, which I thought explained a lot. :-)
Matt glad to see you are having fun and terrorizing foreingers all at the same time. I can't believe you went to another country and didn't inform us before you went! We had no idea you left the country! Well we miss you, when will you be coming back to the states? All is good here, I spend the day wiping tears, noses, and butts. Jordan is trying to do terrible twos and I'm trying my best to beat it out of her :). Justin is getting huge he weighed 16 pound two week ago, he is my lover he just wants to be held and loved. Did I send you pics of him? If not I will send you some. Well we miss you...hey who is watching kitty while you are gone? Don't be a stranger! Love you!!
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