Restarting Dutch Life
I checked out of the hotel at noon. I did my daily routine in the hotel lobby. It was comfortable, and I enjoyed seeing how the hotel staff communicated with international guests. I left just after 2 pm. I took the train, but it did not stop at my nearest station, Castricum. It was the first time the train passed that station. Why? What happened? I arrived at my house around 4 pm. I met Peter, my housemate. He decided to leave the Netherlands. He said he does not like Holland very much, so he is going back to Hungary, his home country. I went to a supermarket and bought some food and wine. I also bought flowers. The temperature and atmosphere were nice. I felt once again how good this place is. I visited the bar Stiefel and gave a small gift (a Japanese snack for kids called Dagashi) to the bar owner, Maria. I also met Rolf. We bought drinks for each other. It was a fantastic time as usual. For dinner, I cooked tomato spaghetti and also had salami and cheese. I felt good. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
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- Restart Dutch Life I checked out of the hotel at noon. I did my daily routine at the lobby of the hotel. It was confortable and I enjoyed what a communication do the hotel staff member have with international customers. I left there just after 2 pm. I took train but the train did not stop my nearest station Castricum. It was first time to pass the station. Why? What's happen? I arrived at my house around 4 pm. I met Peter who is a sharemate. He decided to leave The Netherlands. He said he does not like Holland very much so he is going back to Hungary which is his home country. I went to a supermarket and I got some food and wine. I bought flower also. Temperature and atomosphere is nice. I confirmed how good place here is. I visited the bar Stiefel. I gave a small gift (Japanese snack for kids called Dagashi) to the bar owner Maria. I met Rolf also. We bought a drink each other. It was fantastic time as usual. I cooked tomato spaghetti for dinner. I had salami and cheese also. I was feeling good. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
