This weekend I got to check a few more things off my Holland to-do list. One of the most important things I wanted to do was to visit my old neighborhood and house in Spijkenisse. Luckily, some family friends took me there. The neighborhood was really hard for me to recognize at first but a flood of memories came rushing back when I got to the front of my house. I remember exactly the pathway I'd walk to school and the play area behind my house( where this creeper talked to my sister and I). I had a good idea of the location of everything but everything looked so different. I didn't remember my home looking the way it did. The door, the windows everything was just where I remembered it but it didn't look like the way I thought it did. I thought our fences were white and not so short. I can remember weird little stuff like the house down the street that was always growing tons of flowers and plants. It was just a weird feeling overall being back. I wish we had known the people living in my house now so I could've gone inside and looked around, but I'm really glad I got to see my house. It's nice to know that I still had those memories of my childhood.

Luckily no one was home so I was able to get a few pics in

My school! though I remember the blue slide being bigger. actually the whole school being bigger but it probably seemed that way to me because I was a toddler.

I remember the paintings on the window and the sandbox/play area around the corner

We went to some old family friends house for dinner and went through some old photos. There weren't too many of me but the ones we did come across are pretty sweet. I was only in the ones with their ( the family friends) son's birthday pictures or class pictures. We were around the same age. Apparently, when we were younger I made him be my cow because I was a bossy little girl. Unfortunately, my cow wasn't there for dinner so I didn't get to meet him. Also, the entire family spoke mostly Vietnamese with some Dutch. My Vietnamese sucks and has gotten worse since I've left the States. Definitely something I wish I was better at.

Me all fancy at a Christmas event at school. I believe you would bring your own silverware and have a fancy kids dinner. I look kinda miserable ( maybe because my mother put me in this awful outfit! lol)

At one of his birthday parties. Look at my hair. Two scrunchies? I bet this was your doing, Kim!

Oh I also went to my first Dutch club. It was called off Corso and a 10 minute walk from where I'm staying. I forgot to take pictures but here are some my friend's phone. Personally, it seems like a typical euro night club so nothing special to report here. There were two main dance floors; one for techno/ house music and a smaller one for hip hop. They played very old music but it wasn't bad. People could also smoke inside so I wanted to barf, but overall I had a good time.

A really sweet shot with Bailey's and other shit. You have to drink it with a straw while it's lit!

It was disgusting hot so I was sweating.


I also had some more Dutch food!!!!!

I helped make this :) Dutch meatballs and stamppot( potatoes with Dutch lettuce and other junk) The yellow stuff on the meatball is the cheese that was suppose to stay inside the meatball but exploded out haha.

Dutch pancakes with bacon cooked inside. Dutch syrup is to die for. I could eat this EVERYDAY. Needless to say I enjoyed this pancake.