Busy day... woke up exactly six minutes before my alarm, but I freaked out because it was already light and I thought I was late. But I wasn't, and so I went to class on my bike and turned in my translations and photocopied the LAST of the translations, only 3 left to do (plus of course the test ones and the long excerpt from A Heart of Stone, but I have forever to do those). Then I went to the station and looked AGAIN for shoes and didn't find any, so wandered through V&D until it was time to go get my train to Doetinchem. Which was late (AGAIN) so I missed the connection in Arnhem and had to wait for the next train a half hour later. When I finally got on that train, a woman and her daughter, around 4 or 5 years old, got on a few stops later and the little girl was really hyper, playing with the folding seats and all... but she was adorable so I'm afraid I encouraged her, LOL, since I was next to her...

So I walked to Iselinge and gave Wim his lesson, and then walked back to Doetinchem station and - coincidentally - the woman and her daughter were there again! So we started talking, and the girl had just as much energy as before, so she and I were sort of playing... and then we got on the train and she chattered away to me the whole way. Her name was Soraya. She was smart, too - even knew what a bladder infection was - and very verbal. But her mom looked a bit worn out... understandably... LOL! Anyway, right before they got off the train, her mom and I were explaining to Soraya where America was ("waar Papa een keertje naartoe is gegaan") and how far away it was... and I told her I had to fly for 8 hours and she pretended to faint because it was so far away, then said she wanted to go too. So I asked if I should put her in my suitcase and she started laughing and said no... Anyway, gezellig. It's that kind of social contact that I miss, just talking to random people, and it was nice to do that again.

So then I got back to Utrecht and rode my bike home and once again had perfect timing - had just enough time to make my macaroni before ER came on. And boy, did I eat. I didn't have a real lunch because I was at the station - just a loempia out of the wall... (no, wait, in English it's 'lumpia' I think...) so I ate an incredible amount of macaroni. Saw ER and GTST for the first time in a week and a half. Laura has been accused of Pascalle's murder, and Barbara is throwing herself at Jef trying to make him stay... but I think he's going to go. Anyway, we'll see. And I know who the murderer really is, or at least I do if Lotte's "secret source" is right, but I'm not going to say it here because I don't want to spoil it for anyone...

Random Thought #1 - Why do people spit so much here? It's disgusting.

Random Thought #2 - I have to put those Marco Borsato tickets on Marktplaats and see if someone will trade with me... I really want to go on the 9th with Linde and Alette. Plus that would be easier seeing as I'm going to meet Faith in Paris on the 11th... not nice to have to leave again the next day when I could otherwise have stayed until Monday.

P.S. I definitely have a cold now. Grrrr.