Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Master of the Forest ain’t always about chillin’ with the trees. Sometimes, you gotta dive into the chaos of the city. So, I found myself in Stiens today. Yeah, Stiens! That little gem in Friesland, just chillin’ near Leeuwarden.
First off, I roll into town, and it’s like, whoa! The vibe is buzzing. I park my bike on de Dijk, right by the water. The canals are lookin’ all pretty, but I’m not here for a postcard moment. Nah, I’m on a mission. Gotta grab some supplies for my forest shenanigans.
So, I hit up the local market on de Wier. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, cheese, and those stroopwafels? Don’t even get me started! I’m like a kid in a candy store. But then, bam! I see this dude, right? He’s just standing there, blocking the whole aisle. I’m like, “Yo, buddy, move it or lose it!” But he just stares at me like I’m the crazy one. Ugh, people!
Finally, I squeeze past him and grab some cheese. Gouda, of course. Can’t go wrong with that. I’m feelin’ good, right? But then, I step outside, and it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “This is NOT how I pictured my day.”
I duck into a café on de Hegedyk. It’s cozy, and the coffee is strong. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this cool chick, gives me a smile. I’m like, “Hey, at least someone’s happy today!” We chat a bit, and she tells me about the local art scene. Apparently, there’s a gallery on de Wier, and they’re showcasing some wild stuff. I’m intrigued.
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I can help him with his garden. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in Stiens! Can’t you see I’m busy?” But he’s persistent. So, I finish my coffee, say goodbye to the barista (who I might just have a crush on, no biggie), and head out.
I’m walking down de Wier, and I see this old windmill. It’s beautiful, man! I snap a pic, thinking, “This is gonna look great on my Insta.” But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole stack of crates. I can’t help but laugh. Like, come on, dude!
I finally make it to my buddy’s place. His garden is a mess. I mean, weeds everywhere! I’m like, “What have you been doing, man? Napping?” He just shrugs. So, we get to work, and I’m sweating like crazy. But we’re cracking jokes, and I’m feeling good again.
After a few hours, we finish up. I’m exhausted but happy. We sit down, and he hands me a beer. I’m like, “Now this is what I’m talking about!” We toast to Stiens, to the chaos, and to the unexpected.
As the sun sets, I ride my bike back home, thinking about the day. Stiens, man. It’s wild, it’s beautiful, and it’s full of surprises. I can’t wait to tell the trees about it. They’ll love the stories.