bad luck o' the irish

so i felt the need to share this experience with anyone who may be slightly interested. it involves me, snow, sleet, fields, and an ambulance.

so on sunday, i met sophia and tony for a quick lunch in leidseplein. i hadn't seen tony since thanksgiving and sophia since like last tuesday. haha. anyway...when we walked out to leave, i said
emily: it feels so much colder than it did when i went inside.
sophia and tony: it's not even cold!
tony then catches a tram to centraal station.
sophia: i'm just going to bike home.
emily: dude, it's freezing you don't want to bike in this.
sophia: you're right. i'll tram-it.

so after this conversation we both wait for our trams and get on them. two minutes after i sit down on my tram it starts sleeting/snowing. i get a text from soph saying "man, i'm glad i didn't bike." thank goodness i'm so smart and saved her from the horrible weather. i'm sitting on my tram all warm and toasty when they make an announcement (in dutch). so i have to go up to the tram "conductor" and ask what he said. i'm informed that there was a tram accident so the tram has to take an alternate route. the closest stop to my house is a mile away.

so i get off the tram at the stop nearest to where i live and proceed walking. i'm walking in the snow for like a minute and all of a sudden the wind shifts. now i'm being pelted in the face with ice. niiiice. it actually hurts. i cross the street and am now walking in a field. i mean, i am on pavement, but it's surrounded (on one side) by a grassy, field-like area. i can't see like ten feet in front of me because, man, it's REALLY coming down, into my face.

so i'm walking in the middle of a field, being continuously pelted in the face with snow and begin laughing like a crazy person at the ridiculousness of the situation. wasn't I the one who said it was cold out? and others denied this fact.

i did end up passing near where the tram accident occurred and it looked pretty serious. lots of ambulances, fire trucks, etc. i felt bad for complaining to myself about how much it sucked walking in the snow. i realized it could be much worse.

but anyway, by the time i got home my black coat looked like a white coat with black polka dots.

good times in the netherlands. did i mention it's been 75 in el paso? hm...

welcome to my life.