signs you know that you are in a foriegn country

so i went to the nederlands last weekend. these are a few things are key signs to know that you are not as close to home as you may think.
1: everytime you hop on and off a plane you need to show your passport
2: you are on the plane and they are speaking in a completly foriegn language
3: you get off the plane and there are english words but they are teeny weeny under the extremely long arrangement of letters. letters that you know but not like that.
4: the trains are nice except when this dumb chick got her arm stuck in the door as we were leaving and the train almost started! yeah she was being silly
5: to be in the conversation people have to stop and translate for you. ie, the laugh and you have a puzzled look on your face, someone interprets it for you and you let out a very delayed laugh to go with the rest.
6: yet a different currency. looks like pounds but not.
7: there are more bikes than cars
8: you feel like a midget because everyone is at least 6 feet tall. even the old people are tall. i think its because they drink excessive amounts of milk.
9: lots of things are very orderly, such as iefke's house, karin's neighbor's yard
10: you find yourself trying to learn a new language, which is fun and new but hard with a lot of gurgling noises.
11: oh yeah and water polo practice. yeah went to one of those. try to go to one where no one is speaking english. oh yes you just follow and smile.

so i had fun while i was there. karin's house is pretty huge. that is where i am going to be living next year. i love it she even has an indo board and two papasan chairs. she said that i can paint one of her walls and that she will take me to barcelona. humm nice. i had fun riding on the back of her bike and seeing the city a little bit. then i was at ief's house. it looks like you opened a modern magazine and that was it. it was really nice and neat. ief and koen took me around, saw the beach went to a casino, ate stroopwaffles from the market. that was amazing. saw some of those windmill things. wooden shoes. things like that. guess we know what is everyone's bday/christmas presents are going to be next year ;)

currently in cambridge, i think i am obsessed with books. i just read pompeii, started to read siddartha, a book about drawing, and this weird book about people's lives in a bland way. today i hung out at this big park called jesus green, had a picnic and read books. it was nice compared to the annoying morning of downtown sunny tourist ville of cambridge. i dunno why i was so annoyed with the tourist, i was one too but it was just like ahhh what the heck.

i made some friends here. we watched this indie flick last night about the dixie chicks saying they were not into bush and the whole entire drama around that. it was better than i thought it would be. then we went out dancing in a spur of the moment way. it was great.

lost my converter, gotta buy a new one which = cool pictures up