I challenge you to find anyone who was once a castle dweller to not say the same thing. For those who don't know, I was lucky enough to spend three months living and learning in a medieval castle in the Netherlands, and bonus: I got to travel Europe on the weekends. Suffice it to say, it was the best few months of my life. Here are a few memories from my time in kasteel well...
first day jitters. staying up for 24 hours. team emerson. huberrrr. coochies. missing friends. making friends. belgian wafels. stroopwafels. meermarkt. strippenkart. hagelslag. frites with mayonaise. the horrible coffee vending machine in the VB {that we had anyways}. birthday dvds played on repeat. scouring the internet for the latest gilmore girls episode. walk for weed. ipod jacking. spice girls song of the day. changing the guard - abba style. best sunset ever in nice. carnival. the olympics! death cab for cutie and john vanderslice in barcelona. ordering a cheese plate for dinner. sangria and chocolate on the beach. czechziety. dusseldorf train station. nippon. sound of music tour. disco bathroom. family dinner at happy hostel. captain planet. do you know the dunleavys? st. patrick's day in doolin. st. patrick's day in galway. emerson hofbrauhaus takeover. greece face. pee stick. pee bed. wanting to leave. not wanting to leave. muffins for life.
I can't believe it's been five years since we've returned home from our 'second life' in Europe. I can honestly say that I would not be where I am today, emotionally and physically, if I hadn't gone to the castle. Dank u wel to everyone that was a part of my kasteel life then, and my american kasteel life now. My life is forever changed because of it.
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