
Greetings, those surfing the vast ocean of the World Wide Web. My name is Ian Gillespie, and I will be your trusted blogger for the Leiden study abroad program for the Fall ‘09 semester (given that I don’t offend too many people with my tales of travel). First let me say that I was born and raised in Austin, TX and have never ventured outside of North America, so when I was given the chance to study in the Netherlands, I quickly jumped on the opportunity.
At this very moment, I have been in the Netherlands for six days. For better or worse, I have probably experienced more in these last six days than I had previously all summer. So let’s start from when I touched down in the Amsterdam airport. Immediately after leaving the plane I had a revelation that what little Dutch that I studied over the summer was utterly worthless given that I can only communicate through writing and my pronunciation is sloppy at best. Luckily for me, everybody who I have run into so far has spoken near perfect English and been very kind to help. I had no troubles at the airport. I found my bags quickly, and even when I went through customs, the officials literally paid no attention to me.

The train ride from Amsterdam to Leiden was only around 15 minutes (maybe a little longer, after taking a 12 plane ride, a short train ride seems to last mere seconds). But I’m pretty sure I annoyed the little old woman whose personal space was greatly reduced due to my large suitcase. When I got off the train, I started running into a number of dilemmas. In my little official Student Survival Guide, I was told to go directly to the taxi stand outside of the train station. Only when I got out I didn’t see any taxis, just a bus stop, thousands upon thousands of bikes, and a parking lot filled with Mercedes Benzes. I spent about 30 minutes lugging my luggage back and forth in front of the station aimlessly looking for the taxi. Finally I realized that the parking lot full of Mercedes Benzes had a big sign that said TAXI on it. So I put two and two together and thought this might be the most expensive taxi ride of my life. When I got in the taxi and told the driver to go to the address I was given by Central College, he looked at me blankly as if I told him to drive me to Egypt. So I asked him to just drop me off at Leiden University and figure things out there. The driver was very nice to me until he asked where I was from, in which I told him I was from Texas. In which he responded rather coldly, “Oh, George Bush.”
After getting out at Leiden University, I went through a string of events that eventually landed me at the Central College office in Leiden. Where I was kindly greeted by program directors Steef and Dennis. They gave me the keys to my dorm and sent me off. I spent the rest of the afternoon settling in and wondering around town with one of my new neighbors. At 6 p.m., I met the rest of the students in the Central program, and then Steef and Dennis introduced us to Dutch cuisine. Which believe it or not, are pancakes for dinner. Now I’m at home. The Pannekoeken (or Pancake house) is an old Dutch restaurant that serves pancakes that are over a foot in diameter filled with all sorts of fruits, veggies, and meats. Needless to say, it was pretty damn good. According to Dennis, there are restaurants like this throughout the Netherlands and the average Dutch person probably eats pancake dinners once a week. After 24 hours without sleep, I hit the hay right after I got back from dinner.
Over the next two days, Steef and Dennis helped us all get acquainted with the Netherlands, giving us a full tour of downtown Leiden and explaining various customs that make life in the Netherlands different from life in America. To finish the week off, we were all introduced to our new Central College professors with a Dutch tradition called a “Borrel.” Pretty much we just drank a couple of beers with our future professors, which is kind of cool because I couldn’t imagine having a couple of cold ones with my American professors.
Over the weekend, my classmates and I decided to explore our new environment. From Friday through Sunday, the city of Leiden was hosting a small music festival on one of the many canals just a few blocks from our dorm. In general, the music we saw was mediocre, but it was still cool to be outside alongside a canal listening to music at night.

Probably the most enjoyable part of my first week was on Sunday when a couple of friends and I biked out to the North Sea in Katwijk. The bike ride is only a handful of kilometers and takes about an hour each way. The biking lanes are fairly open and the land is always flat, so you don’t have to be an avid biker to enjoy the ride. When you get there you are greeted by surprisingly sandy beaches, an abundance of waves, and loads of kite surfers. After walking along the beach for a while, we made camp and watched the kite surfers and the nice beach sky. I would highly recommend this to anybody visiting the Western Netherlands. I imagine that I will bike back out there at least once more during my stay.
Despite being in the Netherlands for only six days, I can already see the subtle differences between here and America. Maybe it’s because I’m still on my “Honeymoon” period, but so far I unanimously take the side of the Netherlands as opposed to America. The main difference between here and America is how fantastically energy efficient the Dutch are. Almost everybody rides bikes, takes a clean energy train, or walks around town. And what few cars there are, you don’t see the gas-guzzlers like you do in the States. The Dutch also do so many little things to conserve energy. For example, in your dorm room, the constructors made it physically impossible to leave the lights on in your room after you leave the dorm, because you need your keys to turn on the lights. Also there is almost no water in the toilets and the refrigerators are small (especially for five people). These small acts that are non-existent in American life make a difference overtime.
The other difference that I’ve noticed is that people are not nearly as stressed out about daily life as they are in America. Shops close when they want to as opposed to staying open longer to squeeze out a couple extra pennies. People on the streets aren’t speed walking with a cell phone attached to their ear, but seemingly walking coolly taking in the day second by second.
In short I have had a great time so far in the Netherlands and look forward to future adventures throughout the rest of the Netherlands and the rest of Europe.