Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look

lately i've become a bit homesick for holland. i'd really like to try and get there in may. i miss the busy streets of amsterdam, that feeling that you could witness any random mixture of crazy things before your eyes. i miss leidseplein and the bulldog, the cobblestone streets with things coming at you from all directions (bicycles, trams, people, cars, mopeds...). i miss the narrow, windy canals with old footbridges and weeping willows. i miss niewendijk straat, H & M, ZARA, and MANGO. i miss the chime of the train through the streets of den haag. the view of the parliament over the river, the hustle of the market in the turkish neighbourhood. i miss the night beach parties in schevenignen, the sand dunes and the peer. i want to wake up on a saturday morning and go to the veenendaal market, browsing the stalls of cheeses, fresh seafood, fruit and vegetables. drinking a kofi in the back courtyard of the colony, wicker tables and chairs, fresh cakes from the bakery, to be eaten before dinner. vla, herring, dropjes, frites met ouches en mayonaise...