A Lazy Outdoor Day

TL/DR: Hung out in Oosterpark; went to Dappermarkt; hung out in Vondelpark

This morning was gorgeous, so I decided to check out the park nearest to my dorm, Oosterpark.  I rode around a bit and scoped it out.  It's a little more intimate than Vondelpark because it's smaller and has more areas separated by trees, but it also felt a little more sketchy because I'm associating mumbling older men on benches with the homeless in Richmond, so who knows if it's even sketchy and I'm just paranoid.  I sat in few places and wrote in my journal and read my Kindle, and of course took pictures.  It feels weird not leaving with my camera now.

Tai chi?

Tennis court and skateboarding area.

Aaaaall the way to the right: slack lining!  And futuristic trash can.

An accidental picture that turned out kind of cool.

Jill called and said Kamila couldn't get into the room, so I went home and figured out that Kamila wasn't given a room key, just a key to get in the building.  Oy vey.  Luckily there was an extra set of keys here when I arrived, so that worked out perfectly.  Kamila had to go to an activity with her introduction week, so Jill and I went to Dappermarkt.

Jill and a kebab.

I got this loaf for EUR 1.30.  It is half gone in this picture.  So. TASTY.  (And cheap!!!!)

I will definitely be back to get bread from that stand.  I also want to start getting fruit and veggies from there because they are cheap and apparently okay to eat.  I'm accumulating peanut butter jars to store leftovers in, so I think I'll be able to make chili soon!  It's starting to feel like soup season because it's been getting cooler and breezier.  I can't wait to start cooking again :)

After Dapper, I did some bank stuff (and got another letter from my mom), then met my ISN group at Vondelpark.  We ate dinner outside and they passed around two very large joints.  Nobody seems to use bowls/ bongs/ hookah here, just joints.  I guess since everyone's smoking cigarettes all the time anyway it's a natural transition?  Cultural musings aside, I don't think smoking weed in public is technically allowed because they prefer you to smoke in the special coffee shops, but these crazy Europeans don't care.  My friend from Spain could not keep hers lit for some reason and kept saying, "It is off, can you turn it on?" The cutest.  I'll try to get pictures of her soon...you just can't even comprehend her adorableness. 

I leave you with a proper photo of the IJ brewery Silvia and I went to yesterday.  

Mwah!