Questioning
Still lost, the keys that is (part 3)
Posted 04-22-2009 at 03:51 PM by itSFMe
I decided to procrastinate a bit more and write the ending to my "lost key"-situation last weekend. Or was it the weekend before that? 
Time just moves way too fast 
. I think the procrastination might have something to do with that though 
Walking out of the Escher museum (jacket on again
) I walk straight into a flee market. I still do not understand how I missed this on the way up there 
Boy, must I have been focussed 
Or I just had my music on too loud, was dreaming away and looking at the cracks in the pavement 
I am not a big fan of markets - or lets say I am often not in the mood for them. Apart from the fact that I easily get lost (especially with all those stands around), I am the kind of girl who likes to go into a store and have some other costumers in there, so the shop assistants do not bother themselves with me. On a market, the people in the stand start to make conversation as soon as you show any interest. I know how to say "I am only looking about a bit", but somehow it makes the snooping less fun I know, I do not often make sense 
Any how, this was a nice market - just enough people to make it comfortable without anybody walking your heels of. And there was a book corner 
It looked grand: wooden boxes filled with books and stacked into a wall. I so missed my camera the moment I saw it. So I spend some time there, flipping through the papers in the sun shine 
And that happy feeling of being outside gave me another idea. I was so close to the beach now, I should at least have a breath of fresh sea air I checked it just now, and apparently this walk was another 4 km 
I do not believe it... it has to be 3 km or less... My feet where already hurting when I left the Palace!
While walking I started searching for the cherry tomatoes I had in my bag. Needless to say they got out of their box (I had eaten some on my previous walk) and were all over the place
Strangely enough, none of them were splattered 
So I gathered them together and finished them 
Not that it helped much against the thirst - and I suddenly realised that (besides living on cherry tomatoes all day) I did not have anything to drink all day. Taking my history of having a nack for fainting, I figured I could better do something about that. The first opportunity was not until quite near the beach though 
Luckily it was rather common sense (or at least I pride myself to think so), and not thirst or dizziness that made me want a drink 
Of course, the petrol station where I bought my water bottle had trouble with card-payments And the cashier was not very happy about it, and he showed it 
So when I offered to walk to the nearest cash point, already wondering whether I would have enough on my card to get any cash out of it, he gave me the nice reply "That will not fix my cash register, will it?!". 
Ok, let's just wait then . And the miracle occurred: after 5 minutes (or such, I did not have a watch on me) the machine did suddenly accept my card So I got out of that depressive atmosphere and into the sunlight again, with fresh water to make my smile even brighter 
Nothing much to tell about my time at the beach really. I walked up and down the pier, not the one with the shops but the one near the harbour. I watched the ships sail in/out and climbed some stones that lie beside the pier to break the waves - nearly felt into the water of course 
It would have been quite a fall into undeep water, so I am glad I got hold again
While walking along the beach, forgetting to get my shoes off and getting them soaked, I started searching my wallet. And "YES!", I was lucky again
In the Netherlands we have these "stamp cards" for public transport. You buy such a card, and in relation to how far you travel the driver or you yourself stamp a certain amount of boxes on it - I still had one with 20 boxes, of which 15 untouched I knew it was 7 back home, so I did not have to walk 
*phew* And it gets even better, for when I double checked with the driver he told me it was just 5 boxes 
Made my whole trip Yeah, it can be easy as that 
This happy feeling was almost destroyed though when we arrived at the next stop You won't believe how many people wanted to get in! I tried to get up and give my seat to somebody else, but I did not even get the space to trade places. 
After 15 minutes it became less crowded, and the one hour trip passed without anything noticeable happening. I do not even know where my mind was - I certainly did not think about how to get in my house, that is for sure.
For when I got out at my stop it suddenly hit me: I have no key to get in there!
I had forgotten all about that So I put my mind on hold and walked the 5 minutes to ring my doorbell... guess what?
Time just moves way too fast . I think the procrastination might have something to do with that though Walking out of the Escher museum (jacket on again
) I walk straight into a flee market. I still do not understand how I missed this on the way up there Boy, must I have been focussed Or I just had my music on too loud, was dreaming away and looking at the cracks in the pavement I am not a big fan of markets - or lets say I am often not in the mood for them. Apart from the fact that I easily get lost (especially with all those stands around), I am the kind of girl who likes to go into a store and have some other costumers in there, so the shop assistants do not bother themselves with me. On a market, the people in the stand start to make conversation as soon as you show any interest. I know how to say "I am only looking about a bit", but somehow it makes the snooping less fun
I know, I do not often make sense Any how, this was a nice market - just enough people to make it comfortable without anybody walking your heels of. And there was a book corner It looked grand: wooden boxes filled with books and stacked into a wall. I so missed my camera the moment I saw it. So I spend some time there, flipping through the papers in the sun shine And that happy feeling of being outside gave me another idea. I was so close to the beach now, I should at least have a breath of fresh sea air
I checked it just now, and apparently this walk was another 4 km I do not believe it... it has to be 3 km or less... My feet where already hurting when I left the Palace! While walking I started searching for the cherry tomatoes I had in my bag. Needless to say they got out of their box (I had eaten some on my previous walk) and were all over the place
Strangely enough, none of them were splattered So I gathered them together and finished them Not that it helped much against the thirst - and I suddenly realised that (besides living on cherry tomatoes all day) I did not have anything to drink all day. Taking my history of having a nack for fainting, I figured I could better do something about that. The first opportunity was not until quite near the beach though Luckily it was rather common sense (or at least I pride myself to think so), and not thirst or dizziness that made me want a drink Of course, the petrol station where I bought my water bottle had trouble with card-payments And the cashier was not very happy about it, and he showed it So when I offered to walk to the nearest cash point, already wondering whether I would have enough on my card to get any cash out of it, he gave me the nice reply "That will not fix my cash register, will it?!". Ok, let's just wait then . And the miracle occurred: after 5 minutes (or such, I did not have a watch on me) the machine did suddenly accept my card So I got out of that depressive atmosphere and into the sunlight again, with fresh water to make my smile even brighter Nothing much to tell about my time at the beach really. I walked up and down the pier, not the one with the shops but the one near the harbour. I watched the ships sail in/out and climbed some stones that lie beside the pier to break the waves - nearly felt into the water of course
It would have been quite a fall into undeep water, so I am glad I got hold again While walking along the beach, forgetting to get my shoes off and getting them soaked, I started searching my wallet. And "YES!", I was lucky again
In the Netherlands we have these "stamp cards" for public transport. You buy such a card, and in relation to how far you travel the driver or you yourself stamp a certain amount of boxes on it - I still had one with 20 boxes, of which 15 untouched I knew it was 7 back home, so I did not have to walk *phew* And it gets even better, for when I double checked with the driver he told me it was just 5 boxes Made my whole trip Yeah, it can be easy as that This happy feeling was almost destroyed though when we arrived at the next stop
You won't believe how many people wanted to get in! I tried to get up and give my seat to somebody else, but I did not even get the space to trade places. After 15 minutes it became less crowded, and the one hour trip passed without anything noticeable happening. I do not even know where my mind was - I certainly did not think about how to get in my house, that is for sure. For when I got out at my stop it suddenly hit me: I have no key to get in there!
I had forgotten all about that So I put my mind on hold and walked the 5 minutes to ring my doorbell... guess what?Spoiler:
Total Comments 8
Comments
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Phew that was a day and a half, Spoiler:
and that was only a trip to buy pizza ! God knows what would happen if you had gone on a trip through the jungles of Borneo at the end I thought you where going to say "you found your key in your pocket" !!!Posted 04-22-2009 at 04:03 PM by Scouser
Updated 04-22-2009 at 04:09 PM by itSFMe (Added a spoiler ;)) -
Can't say what I picked or it would ruin it for the other, but I was rightPosted 04-22-2009 at 04:04 PM by neija -
haha, I picked the wrong answer...Posted 04-22-2009 at 06:32 PM by Aventura -
Oh my I would love to ride in your head on these adventures! I really think I'd watch your reality show it would be a hit! Let me know when it's on!
I did pick the right one,Spoiler:Posted 04-22-2009 at 06:33 PM by Clee
Updated 04-22-2009 at 06:38 PM by itSFMe (Added a spoiler ;)) -
weee i picked the right one, it had to bePosted 04-23-2009 at 01:54 AM by angelstar -
I got it right too!Posted 04-23-2009 at 02:55 AM by Nefertiti -
Haha...an adventurer are youPosted 04-23-2009 at 03:28 PM by sasquatch -
"And no, they have not noticed that I went out in my pyjama. The pyjama top part is a secret. Trust me, they won't let me live it down"
You mean you haven't introduced them to Nord yet? Shame on you....Posted 04-24-2009 at 02:52 AM by Helanren
