Een Perfecte Dagje

I was not back in the Netherlands long before I was rushing to get in my first re-visit to one of the most beautiful cities the world has to offer - Haarlem. On Sunday, after spending a good long while somehow accidentally illegally locked in my university (oops), I spent 3 hours on trains before I was walking down the sunny streets (a break in the rain) towards the hostel.

Overjoyed to be back, I felt utterly overwhelmed at how warm the welcome was. The hostel was hosting a big dinner that evening, so it provided the perfect chance for me to see almost everybody (a few notable exceptions) in just one short day - a day that was over far too quickly.

Too preoccupied with catching up and exchanging stories, I took absolutely no pictures of the amazing dinner and drinks we had, so you'll have to believe me when I say how wonderful everything was. The entire day was so great that the train ride home was acutely bitter-sweet. I feel so lucky to have such great friends to miss, and such a great atmosphere to go back to. I will have to spend much more time Haarlem in the future, and I'm even thinking about moving there after I graduate.

Haarlem

one very very notable exception (who is still cracking me up via Skype)

I had such a perfect time, it was a day I will not forget. Until next time, Haarlem.