FINAL REFLECTIONS:

Abstract

The past few weeks have been just as many firsts in Amsterdam as there have been lasts. As I scrambled to have one last house party, to spend one last evening looking out my window at the canals and the cyclists and making awkward eye-contact with strangers who caught me staring at them, and to ride the 52 from Zuid one last time. I visited the Van Gogh museum again, shopped at Pull & Bear, went to De Pijp, tried studying in a café (and couldn’t, again) one last time... And then there are the firsts. I wanted to do all the things I had promised myself that I would but had never gotten about doing. I went to the famous vegan junk food bar, had fresh stroopwafels, tasted all the types of oilebollen and finally visited the second floor of the Rijksmuseum...