Oh, hey guys! You still there? Does Portland continue to exist? WHERE AM I? And more importantly, HOW did I get here? Oh, that's right. Matthias proposed and I for some reason agreed to this madness.
Amsterdam. I'm here. It's been quite an adjustment, I'll admit. First and foremost, I was a complete zombie after a week of all-nighters packing, sewing, stressing, and running errands. I barely slept on the plane because it was more uncomfortable than I remember (does that mean I'm getting older?) So I spent the first few days fast asleep, feeling pretty much exactly how that middle photo looks. Before my first crash though, I was fortunate enough to witness Ines, one of Matthias' most lovely university friends, scribbling that message in chalk outside our window. "Would you look at that gem" Matthias gestured toward the view as Ines, unaware of our attention, scrawled away. After meganapping I also was fortunate enough to wake up to a plate of coffee chocolate cupcakes and a welcome card from two of Matthias' other darling hallmates! So it was a nice welcome from the neighbors to say the least.
The man himself showed up at the airport looking dapper. Button down shirt, vest, skinny jeans all in shades of grey with a pair of adult man shoes and a bowler hat. Plus he'd cleaned the flat to an above average level of neat and managed to stash some various flowers around the place. He revealed that he'd had an all-nighter as well :)
In other news, I got a new camera after the little Nikon my dad gave me finally crapped out. Lumix LX3, wheeee! Therefore, new blog format, easier reading, bigger photos. Right? Right.
I miss you guys!
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