The past couple of weeks her in Holland have been excellent. I have made many friends from far off and exotic places like Whales and Germany. Exciting, I know.
School has been going great, aside from a bad case of the lazy ass one day this week. This crazy two block semester means that exams and assignments are sneaking up on me in a hurry, but I'll survive.
As for the homestead. I actually really like my apartment. The tiny little thing is growing on me. The building is great as well. A big group of us students have become close and hang out at the corner bar a lot. Also, this little guy is apparently our unofficial building pet.
Nobody knows his name, but he hangs out behind the building around the bicycle parking all day, occasionally crying for food. He is clearly well fed, which is why he stays around, I'm sure.
Last weekend, a big group of us from the Narwal (the name given to either this building or the neighborhood, I haven't figured out which one just yet) went out to the beach on Zandvoort which was good fun. On the walk to the train station, Dafydd and I spotted this odd looking fellow.
There is so much to say about this man. I don't even know where to begin. So much spandex on one human being. Where do you get a pink do rag anyway? Baffling.
From that little distraction, we were off to the beach. Which was quite nice. I was expecting it to be cold as it was the previous few days, but went anyway, despite my best judgment. Luckily, I was dead wrong. It was a beautiful day for the beach.
I wasn't sure about this beach, but we come to the stairs and catch the first glimpse, and it was nice.
But, if you notice off in the distance, is this
A nice big sailing ship, which we spent most of the next couple of hours hatching a scheme to pirate it. It was quite a complex plan, which involved the hijacking of no less than two other smaller boats, in order to get to that one. Alas, as the beer flowed, we lost interest and never fulfilled out dreams of being rogue mariners.
Later on, I spotted this tenacious fellow. He was trying to surf the saddest set of waves I have ever seen, but damned if he wasn't getting up on a few. You have to kind of admire that.
Towards the end of the evening, we left the beach, where me and Dafydd split from the group to meet up with some other folk, where we proceeded to get a right bit inebriated and involved in some light petty theft, if you can call it that. None the less, good times were had by all involved. All in all, it was a good Saturday in Holland.
And now, I must be off to continue my studies. But I assure you, there will be more to come.
5 comments:
I shall name your building mascot, zwarte kat.
Funny, I never picked you for the pirating type. The moonshining type, definitely. The bootlegging type, possibly. But not pirating. But then again, I do recall that all that flat Dutch land and the abundance of water can do strange things to a guy.
Also, pink do-rag guy looks like the "Robot Dancer" from Chappelle's Show season 2 (cf. Chappelle's Rick James sketch)
Nice, so I am not good enough to mention in your stories, but yet I am beautiful enough to be in the picture with awesome do-rag guy!!
i love the adventures of matt in holland! more please.
Still alive and yet no new posts, what's that about Matt.
Btw, we bumped into pink do-rag guy this afternoon. He still has his pink do-rag. I think this is simply awesome.
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