If the weather ever gets better here in Amsterdam, I promise I will go out and take photos of the city again. But, with no sign of improvement whatsoever, Amsterdamming stays indoors, where it`s all nice, and warm, and cosy. 🙂
And thank God for all these days filled with friends and joy, when not even the unstoppable rain seems to matter anymore!
Such as this past Saturday.
I woke up with a message from my desk mate (and best friend) from school, Axi, who is currently living in South of Spain. We chatted over coffee and found it incredible how all the time that passed hasn`t changed either of us too much, let alone our relationship.
We talked about our Romanian language teacher, a lady we both admire deeply, and about or Maths teacher, a lady we both feared. Axi then remembered the nice smell of my pencils (!) and how I used to place a piece of perfumed paper in my pencil box. Now that`s something forever lost from my memory… We inevitably talked about the boys we used to like at that time and had fun checking them on Facebook. 🙂
We might meet this Summer if I go to Spain. I can already imagine our never ending conversations over countless of wine glasses, all while seeing the sunset over the Mediterranean sea, right from her window. Somebody stop me from this dream, please!
After this unexpected and pleasant chat, I got a message from Oana, a friend from Romania, telling me she would be in Amsterdam for a couple of hours, later that day, before catching her connection flight to Kuala Lumpur. “Shall we meet for a coffee after I land?” Of course! “See you at Amsterdam Centraal in four hours!”
But, before that, I had Nico and Ale for brunch at my place. That was actually the only planned thing for the day. We had coffee, crumbled eggs, and pancakes, followed by several glasses of bubbles.
Before “diving” into my coffee table, Ale decided there should be a perfume smelling like freesia. I couldn`t agree more.
Sunday was no different.
We planned to go and see a movie, but ended up joining our friend Ivo to Ikea instead. Quite a dramatic change of plans!
As usual, we came back home with a bunch of fluffy things for the couch and some more jars for the kitchen. At least I didn`t get any candles this time.
We asked Ivo to come up for a drink and, soon after, his girlfriend and their two adorable daughters joined. We ordered pizza and some more prosecco and had a “gezellig” time together.
And this is how the unexpected beats the planning once again! I couldn`t ask for more.