The plane ride here was interesting. I sat next to a nice, Dutch man who was an engineer! I didn't sleep a wink and was forced to watch the same episode of How I Met Your Mother about three times and some strange movie starring Justin Timberlake. Luckily, I found five other girls on my flight also studying at UvA. We took a bus together to our housing office to get our keys. I had my first Dutch stroopwaffel, which tasted exactly like the ones my mom bought at Costco, which was a let down. After finding my apartment and hauling my fifty pound luggage up three flights of the tiniest, windiest staircase I've ever seen, I got settled in a little bit.
This is my airplane attire!
After I arrived, I ventured to a department store about twenty minutes away by foot called
Hema and instantly fell in love. They also have one of the coolest Flash websites I've ever seen. I got a little crazy at Hema. Everything here is much smaller. Not only soaps and lotions, but everything. The largest amount of toilet paper I could buy in a package was 4 rolls. While checking out, I turned next to me and saw my roommate, Pela, whom I hadn't met yet! We recognized each other from Facebook and walked home together. Pela is basically Danny Tanner from Full House, but a Greek woman. We cleaned the kitchen last night for over two hours and she found things for me to scrub my mother wouldn't even have noticed. In her defense though, it was pretty disgusting. I'll be uploading pictures of my apartment soon.
Today was long. It began with my residence permit appointment, which I was late to because I got very lost. The Dutch really dislike tardiness, which was embarrassing. Orientation began today too and I have about 15 other students in my group. I've met people from all over: Sweden, Australia, Germany, Italy, Spain, South Korea, Ireland, and lots of Americans. I've noticed I've started speaking with really proper English (you can probably already tell) because most of the people I speak to learned English as a second language. I envy people who know four or five languages. But my new German friend told me I should be thankful I speak English so well, because that's how we are communicating! Haha, which is true I guess.
I walked a ton today, including two hours in the bitter cold to find my apartment. Luckily I was not alone. I was with a guy from New York and a girl from Spain, who live fairly close to me. I also purchased my bike today. It's a grey single gear and has a yellow seat. It's pretty charming. I haven't rode it yet, which should be pretty interesting. Traffic is a bit confusing, because there are seriously five different lanes in each direction. One for pedestrians, one for bikes, one for cars, one for busses, and one for trams. I feel like I'm playing Frogger a little bit. I haven't been too homesick yet, mostly I just miss familiarity. And not being confused most of the time. I'm optimistic I'll figure it out soon enough though.
