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.
Endless Summer: Street Scenes in Amsterdam
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.