I’ll see you in Amsterdam

First of all, I know that the Netherlands is a small country, but for Dutch people traveling from one side to the other feels long. My boyfriend and I took the train and it took us a whole two hours! Yes two hours to go from the east (I live almost in Germany) to the west. Ok, my friends had to travel three hours by the plane, so I won’t complain, but I did cross my country twice that day. Just saying.

Going to Amsterdam to me also feels like being a tourist on a day-trip, although I used to work there. What did we do as ‘tourists’ when we got there? You probably know all the stereotypical things about Amsterdam? Eating cheese, drinking coffee and shopping? Oh no, I meant the other more controversial things, even though what’s on your mind is not controversial in my capital city.

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So now imagine some Spanish and Dutchies in a boat on the canals of Amsterdam. Passing by cool boat houses and having a little picnic. What did my tourist friends bring? Some beers, some chips and some marijuana. I personally don’t smoke, but it was a funny sight to comply with the stereotypical tourist activity.

But what was the best part? To see my friends and especially my dear friend Amanda. It had been a year since I last saw her and a lot had happend. Of course we already knew the big things, but now it was time to share the details around the big things. She got engaged, so I wanted to know exactly how her boyfriend proposed and the wedding is going to look like. And I got to share the details of how I met my boyfriend. Just the typical girl-friends stuff.

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And what is the good thing about amazing friends? It literally doesn’t matter that a year has gone by and that you live on opposite sides of Europe, because when you’re together it’s like no time has past. It’s exactly the same as when we would meet every week opposed to meeting just once a year. And that we got to meet on little boat cruising the canals of Amsterdam made it all the more fun. Because let’s be honest who doesn’t have fun in Amsterdam?

On to the next phase

So I guess this usually starts when you’re in your mid/late-twenties. I remember thinking for a long time that I wanted to start a family as soon as possible. That was until my nephew was born. Don’t be mistaken I adore my nephew, but when I saw him for the first time I realized that I wasn’t ready for that kind of responsibility. I was twenty-three so there was no rush for me to start either.

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I don’t know what happens when you turn twenty-five, but out of nowhere everyone around you is having babies. Ok, some of my friends who started having families were a bit older than me, but still it makes you think. When also my father was having babies again it really made me feel I was falling behind. Then again I travelled, lived in several countries and speak multiple languages, still no rush. I’m ok.

It’s when your best friends are moving on to the next phase of their lives that you will change too. You’re preparing a babyshower and the talks are about which baby clothes will  look good, no longer which dress to go out in. Of course that can still happen too, but the change is also kind of beautiful. And you suddenly feel like such a grown up. Baby talk, who would’ve guess that five years ago?! Now one of my best friends is almost ready to have her first baby and I can’t wait to become an aunty. I also can’t wait to see how our friendship will evolve having this new miracle added in the middle.

One of my other best friends is getting married next year. Another exciting event I can’t wait for to happen. We already went dress shopping and I’m sure she will look amazing and will be a very beautiful bride. I’ve never been a bridesmaid, but now I will be. We already had a meeting with my friend the bride and the other bridesmaid. No longer talks about nights in the club, but talks about the bride maids dress and the bachelorette party. So that phase will be ended with a sparkling boom.

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And what about me? Well I’m not getting married yet and not having a baby either. I do have two dogs who are like children to me. Does that count? Well to me it does, so I guess that’s all that matters. I’m getting tired of the question though when I’ll have babies. So please don’t ask me that again. Just because I’m twenty-seven and a woman doesn’t mean I want to answer to that question all of the time. If you do ask me, I might just answer that I have two sons. Yes they’re adopted and a bit hairy, but who cares?

It is a nice feeling though that everything is falling in to place. My friends are settling down and I’m back in the Netherlands, so I can witness it all up close. And I’m so happy that my friends are happy and that we’ve grown from teenagers into real mature adults. I can’t wait to see what happens when the babies are growing up and another phase will start. First we need to turn thirty though. Another milestone that deserves a celebration.