Back home things are slightly different. Although I think it’s great to see my friends and family again, to have more clothes to wear than the few things I had in my backpack, and to eat all the delicious things that I cook for myself, it also feels a little bit like being in a ruby marriage. Old Groningen just isn’t that exciting to me anymore.
Or so I thought. But then I didn’t. OK, I don’t learn Thai massage techniques here and don’t get to climb a volcano in Groningen, but there are a great many wonderful things that I am RE-discovering since I am back. I forgot how great the yoghurt ice-cream at Toscana tastes (Folkingestraat or Steentilstraat) and that the whole city has a layer of flowers in the months of March and April (mainly crocuses and daffodils).Vicinity is the key word of Groningen. You can cycle anywhere within half an hour. It’s great!
Dutch daffodils
You can bet that my next few posts are going to be inspired by Groningen, because I am definitely staying here. Well, at least, for the next four and a half months……
Love,
Jonna