Day 297- The woman at the old age home 

There is a woman at the old age home.  Her eyes glimmer of the history she’s witnessed in her long years here on earth.  Her wrinkles remind me of constellations, connected in a magnificent display of wisdom.  Her hands are always shaky. No matter how much I hold on to them, warming her skin against…

Day 97- In the Dilhome

Today was my first day as a volunteer at the old age home in Dilbeek. It was overwhelming, to say the least. My work isn’t very difficult, I really quite enjoy it. In the morning I help lay the table for lunch and then head over to the other block where I help feed people,…

Day 84- Around town 

School today was actually pretty good. Typical and boring at times but good nonetheless. I think I’m getting used to the weather but that’s probably because it’s increased into the double digits for some weird reason. By the way, completely random fact: They don’t have QWERTY Keyboards here, which basically means I can’t type properly…

Day 54- Netherlands

So. Let me fill you in on what has happened in the past ten days.  I went to the Netherlands, which is about a two hour drive from our house. We went to a small town called Delft. It’s fairly close to Amsterdam and it’s the cutest place ever. They have these small mideval European…