For those of you in the program, you’ve probably heard this story a million times. So disregard this post. If you haven’t heard this story, here it goes!
It started out with a nice weekend in Amsterdam and Brussels. We spent all of Saturday in Amsterdam walking along canals, and visiting coffee shops, etc. My favorite thing that we did in Amsterdam though was see the Anne Frank house. It was actually unbelievable that I was standing in the annex. Amsterdam was one of my favorite cities I’ve been to.
The next day we arrived in Brussels and spent a lovely day there exploring the city but mostly just eating Belgian waffles and chocolate and drinking Belgian beer. After a long night of drinking the best beer on earth we headed over to the bus stop to take the long bus ride home (traveling by bus is kind of the worst). While waiting for the bus one of my friends decided to go get fries (this isn’t that random, the fries are amazing). The bus eventually came and my friend was still no where to be found. We ran around looking for him frantically, shouting his name. But a little while passed and still no sign of him. Of course none of us have phones so we couldn’t try calling. After begging the bus driver to wait a few more minutes he refused and told us he was driving away. A quick decision was made and my other friend and I stayed behind to go find him.
Luckily we found him shortly after the bus left. But there we were stranded in Brussels with no way of getting home or any place to stay for the night. I thought there might be have been another megabus coming in a couple hours but I was wrong since it was already approaching 1am. We used the very little battery I had left on my phone and the wifi from a hostel to book new bus tickets for the next day at 2pm. After dramatically struggling with that, we eventually had a way to get home but no where to stay for the night. The hostel that we used wifi did not have any open rooms so we wandered around Brussels until we found a hotel that had an open room for us. After the two guys got their cards declined at the hotel mine was saving grace that gave us a place to stay comfortably for the night. After lying in the bed with our bus tickets printed out I was able to relax after one of the most stressful nights of my life. The next day we got on the bus with no problems and returned to London.
Amsterdam!
I’m writing this post a couple weeks after this trip happened. The past couple weeks I’ve been saying goodbye to London and my home away from home. Tomorrow I get on my flight back to Newark, New Jersey. I’m excited to see my friends and family but I’m not ready to go yet.
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