Leaving The Holland
In the morning, I went to the supermarket and got some souvenirs for my family members. I tidied up my room and I left home just past 2pm. When I was about to leave there, at the entrance, an electrician was working to replace our home electric system. There were his daughter and son also. Bringing children to their father’s working place is good education, I thought. I went to Castricum Station with the landlord Jan. I didn’t expect he would follow me. We talked about Bitcoin or so at the platform for half an hour. We hugged and said good bye. “See you soon in Japan!” He will come to Japan this spring. I transferred from train to buses at Haarlem Station due to the railway construction. I checked in smoothly at Schiphol Airport. The flight was departing at 7:45pm. However, the seat was terrible because the man on the next seat was smelly and had bad breath(probably because he was drunk). It was insane that I had to endure this situation during the over 10 hour-long flight. I had been suffocated. The in-flight dinner was chicken rice. It was delicious. I didn’t have any alcohol for along time for the first time in several months. I was not able to sleep in the airplane so I ended up writing this diary. My butt and legs are painful, and furthermore, the next man totally ruined my flight experience.
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- Leaving The Holland In the morning, I went to the supermarket then got some souvenir for my family members. I tidied up my room and I left home just after 2pm. When I going to leave there, at the entrance, an electrician worked to change our home electric system. There were his daughter and son also. Bringing children to father's working place is a good education, I thought. I went to Castricum station with the landlord Jan. I didn't expect he followed me. We talked about Bitcoin or so at the platform for half an hour. We hugged and said good bye. "See you soon in Japan!" He will come to Japans this Spring. I transferred from train to buses at Haarlem station due to the railway construction. I checked in smoothly at the Schiphol airport. The flight was at 7:45pm. However, the seat was terrible because the next seat man was smelly and had bad bless(drunk?). This must be insane over 10 hours long flight. I had been suffocated. The airplane's dinner was a chicken rice. It was delicious. I didn't any alcohol for the long time in a several months. I was not able to sleep in the air plane so I wrote this diary. My butt and legs are painful, furthermore the next man was disgusting.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
