In Limbo

I'm caught in limbo. I no longer feel like a resident of The Hague but I'm not quite home. These last few hours are strange, lonely. I'm in travel purgatory.

My bags are mostly packed and I'm thinking about going to Amsterdam for one last time. Don't worry, there will be no repeat of Rome as I have already checked; the trains run all night and the luggage lockers are accessible 24 hours a day.* I think I'll pay Ronnie and Lisa one last visit at Cafe Zool and just sleep as much as possible on the plane.

My limbo status has prevented me from reflecting on the trip. Many of my fellow interns are also leaving and others are out of town for the weekend. Our trial is in recess and other trials have adjourned for the holidays. All of that coupled with the fact that the Dutch are staying indoors due to the cold weather makes the town feel empty. I will say that I am much more sentimental than I thought I would be. I'm ready to come home but part of me is kinda sad that I'm leaving The Hague. I have met some amazing people and had priceless experiences. My repatriation should be interesting. Please stay tuned, the blog doesn't end with my return to the States.

* At the tend of my study abroad Italy, I took a trip to Spain, couldn't get out of the country, and then got stuck in Rome because I had checked my bags at the train station. The luggage claim was closed when I got back to Rome and would not open until 6:00 the next morning. My flight was at 6:30. I ended up spending the night in the Da Vinci airport.

update: Exhale Jami, I'm not going to Amsterdam after all. I'm gonna have a nice quiet dinner in The Hague.