I have finally arrived back in Australia, so I guess my journey has come to an end. How can I summarise my experience in one last post?
I could focus on stroopwafels, bike troubles, weekend trips away, bridge parties, the pancake house, overly competitive card games, crafternoons, cheap German wine, thievery, airport drama, occasional study or thermal underwear…
But I would rather focus on the four people who made my experience truly special. My biggest concern when I arrived in Utrecht was ‘what if my flatmates suck? What if they can’t handle my personality or find my dancing too slutty?’ It could have gone wrong, but I’m very proud of how well we connected. Just because you live with someone does not mean you will be friends. And we became a family.
From the very first day, Kate was always open, inclusive and ready to have fun. Despite knowing very little about pop-culture, she was still able to relate to people. It just comes naturally to her; she is a people-person. When we went out, my motto was “I stick with Kate” and I never regretted it.
Beth’s generosity and overall pleasantness always surprised me. When I first met her, I elbowed her in the face and smashed her bottle of vodka, but she didn’t hold a grudge. And in Prague, when I contracted leprosy, she still walked by my side. So, she’s basically like Jesus.
It amazes me how well Lili has been able to communicate and form such strong connections when speaking in a foreign language. I love how she is always ready to dance on a chair or insult Dutch people. I am still in awe of her vivacious approach to living life.
Tom made every moment enjoyable, from downing jagerbombs in Amsterdam to googling the difference between a courgette and a zucchini (turns out they are the same thing). I knew we would get along on our first night when he didn’t judge me for buying a rosé beer, but got one for himself as well. Tom was diagnosed with cancer and had to leave Utrecht early, but he always maintained his spirit and I truly admire his courage.
I love each of these amazing people for the great impact that they have had on my life. I am so grateful.
Sorry, was that too sappy? Next time I go overseas I will try and avoid ‘feelings’ and stick to drunken anecdotes. So until then, tot ziens and dank je wel. xox