Man, what a day! Seriously, Leeuwarden hit me like a ton of bricks. I woke up, and it was one of those mornings where you just know something's gonna go down. I mean, I live on the Willemskade, right by the water, and the view was killer. But then, boom! My coffee machine decided to go on strike. Like, really? Not today, please!
So, I’m outta my flat, and I’m already grumpy. I stroll down the Nieuwestad, dodging tourists like it’s an Olympic sport. They’re all snapping pics of the Oldehove, and I’m just like, “Yeah, it’s crooked. Get over it.” But then, I see this street performer. Dude’s playing the accordion, and I’m not gonna lie, he’s got some serious skills. I stop for a sec, and it’s like the world fades away. I’m vibin’, feeling good, ya know?
But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks my phone right outta my hand. I’m like, “What the heck, man?” I chase after him, and we end up near the Zaailand. I’m huffing and puffing, and he just laughs and runs off. Kids these days, right? I pick up my phone, and thankfully, it’s fine. Phew!
Next, I decide to grab some lunch at this little café on the Turfmarkt. I order a broodje kroket, and let me tell ya, it was heavenly. I’m munching away, and this old lady sits next to me. She starts chatting about the history of Leeuwarden, and I’m like, “Wow, I didn’t know that!” Apparently, it used to be the capital of Friesland. Who knew?
After lunch, I’m feeling all cultured and stuff, so I head to the Fries Museum. I’m wandering around, checking out the exhibits, and I get lost in this one about the Frisian flag. I mean, it’s just a flag, but the way they present it? Genius! I’m standing there, totally absorbed, when suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s freaking out, and I’m just standing there like, “Is this for real?”
We all spill out onto the street, and I’m standing next to this guy who’s just as confused as I am. We start joking about how we’re gonna miss the best part of the museum. Classic! After a while, they let us back in, and I’m like, “Phew, I thought I’d have to go home!”
Later, I decide to take a stroll along the canals. The sun’s setting, and it’s just beautiful. I’m walking down the Boterhoek, and I see this couple taking selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But then, I see the reflection of the sunset in the water, and I can’t help but smile. Leeuwarden, you sneaky little charmer!
As I’m heading back, I pass by the Blokhuispoort. It’s this old prison turned cultural hotspot, and I can’t help but think how cool it is that they turned something so grim into something creative. I mean, that’s life, right? Turning the bad into good.
Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop onto my couch, and I can’t help but laugh at the day. From coffee disasters to fire alarms, it was a rollercoaster. Leeuwarden, you’ve got my heart racing! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.