Two typical Amsterdam views from behind my campus office building. My breath is still taken away by this city's beauty. The last two days have mostly been settling in - buying my first batch of ginger cheese (yum!), sorting out the details of a new campus ID (always a hassle, no matter where you go), making a new friend, and having dinner with friends from last year. I am amazed at how much Dutch I know, and getting around the city is easier than it was when I first arrived last fall. I walked six miles yesterday! And the bank took a cash deposit, which they insisted they couldn't last year. In retrospect, I believe we literally weren't speaking the same language. . . .
Scary times
Given how many Christmas markets I've visited in the past two weeks, I admit to being slightly frightened by the attack in Strasbourg. I have received numerous alerts from the US embassy since I've been here, most of them in the last two weeks. My attitude about possible terrorist attacks while I travel is cavalier. I found Eric after I turned forty, and I was told I had a greater chance of being killed in a terrorist attack than of meeting a life partner! Seriously, though, I am careful in busy places, but life is full or risks. If its not one thing, it's another. Today I was in The Hague, a few blocks from numerous embassies and the Peace Palace, home of the International Court of Justice. I was facing (what else?) a museum. Suddenly, I heard shooting in front of me and to the right. I also saw smoke. I noticed a man with a gun and two boys briskly walking away from him. WALKING. It took a moment for that to sink in. Obviously, it was not a real fire...
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