I’m kind of in a twilight zone, and so is Amsterdam. The city resonates with my state of mind, my phase in life. I’ve just finished my master’s degree, so I’m no longer a student (for now?), but I haven’t started a proper job yet. It’s the middle of July, so it feels like the summer holidays, but does it count as a holiday when you don’t have regular classes…or hours? It feels like a weird, pleasant yet unpleasant kind of void. It pretends to be endless, even though we all know there is no way to stop the curtain when it falls.
Yellow Grass and Freckles on my Skin
The city seems to be going through a similar episode. The street scenes in Amsterdam seem familiar, but the atmosphere is completely different. The Netherlands is normally a very, very wet country, even in the summer months. Yet, we haven’t seen a rainy day in weeks. Amsterdam is in the middle of a long heat wave, slowly morphing into a drought. Who would have ever thought?
I wonder if I will ever experience something like this again in my lifetime. The grass has turned yellow, the freckles on my skin have doubled, and I anxiously await the end of these gloriously sunny days. It hasn’t come yet.
Endless Summer: Street Scenes in Amsterdam