Amsterdam

SIGNING OFF FROM AMSTERDAM

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone—this is my final post before I leave Amsterdam.

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I’m relieved to be done with exams, and now that those are over I can concentrate on getting all my things ready to go. My flight leaves at 12:30pm on Monday, and will get to Dulles around 3pm ET (six hours time difference). By the time I write again, I’ll have completed a trip that began in August and will be back at home in Virginia.

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My wonderful Dutch friend, Chantal, has offered to pick me up and take me to the airport Monday morning. She’ll be driving in from a much farther distance than it would be for me to catch the train, but she offered…and I’m very glad that she’ll be seeing me off.

I have too many memories to even begin contemplating at the moment, but I’m glad to be going home. For the past few weeks I have purposefully not been thinking about my return very much, because I get tears in my eyes when I do. My prediction is that I’ll be able to hold myself together until I land (I’m good like that), and will then be a consistent crybaby for the next few days—thanks to a staggered process of seeing family and friends.

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I received an email from my big sister yesterday, of which I’m going to share a few lines. I hope she doesn’t mind. I generally have a strict “no crying in the university computer lab” policy, but luckily the room was almost empty and I was able to turn my face away from the person sitting on the other side of me. Tell me if this isn’t irresistible:

Devin [my nephew, age 7] was looking through the music videos on On Demand last night [a cable service where you can choose from a list of videos to watch] and came across a rock song called something like “Here in Amsterdam.” He ran into the kitchen where I was watching dishes and said “Mom look at this, this is where Zandria is, they are singing about Amsterdam.” Of course while he was saying this he was jumping up & down. It was so cute. While he is counting down the days to Christmas on a board […] he is also counting down the days until you get back.

I’m aware of how lucky I am—that I have so many people waiting to see me when I get back. I wish I could be with them tomorrow, but it’s not killing me that I can’t be there. I only have a few more days, and 12/27 is just as good as 12/25.

I wish everyone a Happy 25th, wherever, or with whomever, you happen to be celebrating.

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