Man, what a day! Soest, you wild little town. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring Tuesday. Nope! Not in Soest. First off, I’m just chillin’ at my place on de Brink, sippin’ my coffee, when I hear this loud honking. Like, seriously? Who’s honking at this hour?
I peek out the window, and it’s this dude in a bike, yelling at a pigeon. A pigeon! I mean, c’mon, bro, it’s just a bird. But he’s all like, “Get outta the way!” I’m dying laughing. Only in Soest, right?
So, I decide to hit the streets. I stroll down the Laan van de Kruideniers. It’s a nice street, but man, the weather was all over the place. One minute, sunny. Next minute, rain. Typical Dutch, I guess. I’m dodging raindrops like I’m in some weird game of Frogger.
Then, I bump into my buddy, Jan. He’s got this crazy idea to check out the Soestdijk Palace. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” We hop on our bikes, and I’m feeling all fancy, like I’m in some royal movie. But then, Jan’s bike chain snaps. Classic Jan! He’s cursing like a sailor. I’m just standing there, laughing my head off.
Finally, we get to the palace. It’s beautiful, but I’m not gonna lie, I’m more interested in the ice cream stand nearby. I mean, who can resist ice cream, right? So, I grab a cone, and Jan’s still trying to fix his bike. I’m like, “Dude, priorities!”
After the palace, we decide to hit up the Soesterduinen. It’s this amazing nature reserve. I’m feeling all zen, you know? But then, outta nowhere, this group of kids runs past us, screaming. I’m thinking, “What’s going on?” Turns out, they’re just playing tag. But I’m like, “Chill, kids! It’s not the Olympics!”
We’re walking through the dunes, and I’m just soaking it all in. The trees, the sand, the fresh air. But then, I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. I’m not even mad, just kinda annoyed. I mean, who put that puddle there?
As we’re heading back, I see this cute little café on de Korte Brink. I’m starving, so we pop in. The vibe is chill, and the coffee is bomb. I order a slice of apple pie, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. Seriously, if you’re in Soest, you gotta try it.
But then, the waiter spills water all over Jan. I’m cracking up, and Jan’s just sitting there, looking like a wet dog. He’s not amused. I’m like, “C’mon, man, it’s just water!” But he’s sulking.
After that, we decide to call it a day. I’m biking home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy today was. Soest, you’ve got my heart. From the honking dude to the palace and the puddles, it’s been a rollercoaster.
I get home, plop on the couch, and just laugh. What a day! I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Soest, you’re a gem, even with your weirdness. Can’t wait for tomorrow!