Departure day. I don't like this day, so I won't write much about it... Arnoud brought me to Schiphol airport, he waited in the line to get my boarding passes with me. Afterwards, we exchanged a nice long kiss, before going to wait at the customs desk to show them my passport and leave. At 10h30, my friend had to go catch his train to go to school because he had an important meeting, so he left, almost forgetting to hand my mittains back to me. I didn't want to leave, but knowing I'd be back made it a bit easier.

And that was my trip to Holland!