So yesterday I decided to try my hand at getting to Den Bosch on the bike, which apparently the other au pairs did frequently. Well good for them. It is the most confusing damn thing I've ever seen/done in my life. The Mom gave me directions (kind of) to a parking lot for bicycles so that you can pay a Euro to make sure no one steals your bike. Bike theft is like the number one crime in all of the Netherlands. Anyway, going to Den Bosch sucked, and coming home sucked more. It's a labryinth of areas you can and cannot take your stupid bike, and as I can't read the street signs, I have no idea where these areas start and end. So basically, after about an hour of trying to get to the city, I just kind of followed people on bikes to figure out how to get near anything resembling something familiar. However, I never found the stupid bike parking, and since I don't have a key to my bike lock, I was stuck with the bike. I continued pretending I had somewhere to be (which technically I did but couldn't find), I finally gave up and came home...eventually. Really crappy way to waste three hours. Plus now my ass hurts from sitting on that stupid bike so long, and I'm no more prepared to get there than I was before yesterday. Fantastic.
I'm sticking with the bus.
Fin, for now.
