All Things Dutch

Enschede, the city where Jannes lives and studies is a wonderful place in every sense of the word. Cold, but wonderful. From the neatly trimmed bushes and shrubbery to the perfectly symetrical trees that line the streets. Bikers and pedestrians enjoy the right-of-way on painted Wizard of oz-esque paths that criss-cross through the city, making any foreigner want to skip and sing and tip a top hat to the locals. Buildings and houses, as foreign as the language itself, grace the cloudy sky with their elegance, shaped to set the standard of modern construction.

The people, oh how the people are unique. Like the buildings in which they reside, they too grace the sky with their stature and height, elegance and beauty. Jannes tells me that, on average, the Dutch are the tallest people in the world; i would agree. I'd say the average height is no less than 6'5. Girls too. There are few things more comforting than a ßlonde-haired, ßlue´-eyed, 6'6 Dutch girl towering over you as you stroll the streets.

Needless to say, I stand out a bit. But they do not seem to mind. The tenants of the house are genuinely sincere; Offering dinner and coffee and accompanied trips to the city. I truly wish that I could speak to them in their native tounge. I suppose I now have something to work towards when I return; learning German.