Hoi! Hoe gaat het? Mijn naam is Whitney en ik kom uit Amerika… And that’s a wrap. Maybe I’m not so Dutch afterall. But, it’s a start!
Yesterday was a pretty eventful day, as I put on my backpack and headed back to “school” to learn Dutch. Excitingly, a number of things were crossed off my Holland Firsts’ List – taking the bus alone, traveling to another city, navigating from the bus stop to my tutor’s home (I’m not the best with directions, so this is big), and most importantly, my first language lesson (you know it’s a successful day when you learn your ABC’s)!
I have to admit, I was pretty nervous about my one hour and 15 min commute (25 min walk, 35 min bus ride, 15 min walk), which consisted of taking the bus (what if I missed my stop?!) and walking to my tutor’s home (where did this lady live? was it safe? what if it rains?)… Ok, nervous might have been an understatement. Wonder what the fellow passengers were thinking when they saw a young lady, sitting in the front seat directly behind the bus driver, staring at the destination sign (never looking away), with directions in hand (along with multiple routes mapped out on her phone) – I actually am a little embarrassed now that I think of it. However, in this crazy American’s defense, we don’t have buses or trains in my hometown (and if you ride a bike – good luck).
But, I made it (hooray!) and am now hoping I can travel in a more peaceful state of mind in the future… Well, more like tomorrow as it’s Day #2 of learning Dutch!
I wanted to make a good first impression and dress nicely, but one small problem – the commute aka 40 min of walking. So I opted for an oversized shirtdress (belted for definition), a super comfy cardigan and floral scarf for warmth – all very travel friendly, but still fun and presentable. As for the backpack, I might have stolen this from my sweet boyfriend (I mean, I did buy it for him; so it’s partly mine, right?).
Cool sights from my first leg of the journey ::home to bus station::
Cafe in the park – love the floor to ceiling windows (and the quite ‘nautical-inspired’ building in the distance)
Valkenberg Park – links the city center to the railway station
Lighthouse that marks the park entrance
Continuous flow of ‘Stretch Armstrong’ buses – the center is like an accordian to help with turns (I’m fascinated by the small things)
Sea of bikes at Breda Centraal
Until next time – I will be burried in never-ending homework.
XX – Whitney