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After my frazzled learning experience/adventure getting to the Keukenhof on Saturday, I was determined to overcome my overwhelmment with public transportation.  First, I found a cafe on a canal where I sat in the sun and enjoyed a cappuccino and

On Sunday I met up with Michelle, Gabriel and Skyler again and we went to the beach for a walk.  The sand was fine and soft and there were windmills on the horizon (some of the locals think it ruins

I’ve only been here 2 days, but so far this is my favorite.  After finding myself walking 10 miles a day, sitting at water level at sunset, sipping wine in an old city was bliss.  I glowed for the whole

The Keukenhof was only open until Sunday, May 21st so I got myself a ticket and decided to go on Saturday.  It was more of an adventure to find than I was led to believe from the website.  According to

My flight from London to Amsterdam was delayed 2 hours (spent mostly on the runway waiting to take off).  I didn’t mind.  I’d been so excited the last week that my body couldn’t figure out when to sleep.  I snuggled

I had my audition on Monday (May 15).  I had come down with a cold so I croaked through with no voice (it’s still not back a week later).  I hope it showed them that I would show up with

On Thursday night, Rose turned to me and asked if I would like to go to a bull pole on Saturday. A what? A bull pull! Patrick couldn’t understand what she was saying either. Like when you are a kid

I met Rose above the Tottenham Court Road Station at half six for dinner, when suddenly, Patrick Jensen showed up, heads above the crowd, with Sarah, his new fiancé.  Patrick, one of my favorite people, was in Rose’s group in

I brought sunshine to London.  Yes, I’m taking full credit.  I figured if Rose was taking a day off work to come pick me up from the airport in her new-to-her Volkswagen Beetle convertible, the least I could do was

Tomorrow (May 9th) I will be flying from Sacramento to Seattle to Vancouver to London where one of my favorite people (Rose) will greet me at the airport. I remember crying and writing in my journal as I flew into