inner holland part 2

the second glimpse of inner holland would the city village of wageningen. the reason why i dubbed it as a city village was primarily based on my personal impression of the city, and i did not mean to disregard the city integrity. on a bright evening, i arrived at the central station, a cool breeze of hinterland wind, the city called my name. the summer was getting older and trees were so thick in green, some yellow sparkling, a remembrance of a home coming sun. the strong breeze had moved leaves to dance lively, each tree made their own melody, and all of them along the street were reciting poems. i could not stop staring at them along the journey from train station to my destination. their voice was friendly and relaxing, asking myself for resting awhile after such a laborious days. a labor for the inlanders.

i spent the first night in the city by giving myself a proper rest. fortunately, the place where i stay was equipped with big windows that give a liberating view to the open sky. what a lovely mid summer evening i had, where i can see a clear night sky above there with the smiles of the angels, de sterren.

inner holland part 1

for some reasons, i have to spend a couple of days in the northeast of holland. it was a good opportunity for me to get some insights about this country. i have lived in big cities of eastern holland, and for that i get familiar with strong wind from the north sea or the multi-cultural atmosphere where people from foreign countries walking down the street and speaking with their own mother tongue. but in this part of the lowlands, everything feels more preserved, a bit of conservative taste is floating in the air.

from where i come from, the name of deventer is historically related to a figure whose played an important role in the colonial period of far east indisch. but during my stay in this city, i could not manage myself to see the statue of van deventer. first i think i was because this historical fact did not in my list, and secondly i think it was also because my visit did not have anything to do with history lesson. i think these two are basically the same. after all, i only wanted to get myself a short escape for a while, after months of exhaustive academic writing process.

the city looks more like a medieval entity left to the modern time. like i've mentioned before, big cities in the east coast have the cosmopolitan soul, they are like the symbol of the modern time, the representation of the early industrial centuries. but having myself being in deventer, i feel like everything looks older than the legacy of the modern time. maybe because there was small stoned castle in the city. it stands slightly in 75 degree, the remaining witness of old centuries.

step by step closer

step by step closer to the final, the summit of all these steps i've travelled throughout the path. all the effort that i have endured throughout the bad and good times, it shall finally reach a point. where all hills should lead to valley, where cloudy days should be cast away with warm shiny days. the more i get closer to the peak, the more i feel that i'm conditioned to stay focus. and today, i reached the-long-and-winding-summit by clicking the 'send' button on my computer, with subject addrressed to my supervisor and the book of source called, ephorus.

so long my boat of words, the product of my self contemplation to this untidy subject on international poltics among nations. i wish you a very nice journey and pray that you will be treated well in the eyes of the judges. before i pull off this anchor that bound you with my personal scholarly realm, let us hand in hand pray that your journey will be carried by all the kindness that weather and the ocean can bring you. let us whisper our hope that the wind will be warm and sky will be clear. and for all the conversation we had throughout the changing seasons will be up there in the sparks of the stars. let them carry us to the homeward wind, to the almighty we sail our pray.

soothing sound of...

early in the morning, it's been raining since last night. i whispered to myself:
"woke to the sound of soothing rain..."

a quick wandering

i've been spending hours after hours sitting in the wooden chair with all my body and soul pondering to the screen, the ocean of words. trying to structure the substance and make it ordinary to the eyes of the commons, and not a foreigner to the mind of the scholars. after having myself decided to listen to my utter conscious that longing for a short escape, i went down to the road and got me and maxwell a ride. the weather was not very bright, but it was still lovely, i must say. it was like having a december in the summer-to quote from a friend's status this morning-indeed, it has been like early autumn instead of bright summer. the sky was covered with bunch of clouds, sometimes light showers pouring down and let the wind breezes its soft whisper through my window. there is always nice to have a look on the weather.

the day was still long and it gave sometime to go for short biking trip, just to strecth my legs and fresh my exhausted mind. i thought this might be the chance to get to know the city i've been living for quite sometime. indeed the quick wandering went well, so thoughtful and yet liberating in the same time. the trip brought me to the beach, to the long sandy shore by the kurhaus. as i got off my bike, and let myself strolling down along the shore, a mixed sound of music welcomed me. some peopel gathered in one of the cafes, having early dinner with nice beat of classic disco. their conversation was like rattling and humming, i was not in the mood to pay attention to words, so better left them like a mumbling sound of bees. i liked it anyway.

looking at the wide north sea before my eyes, it made me realize it has been awhile since the last time i went to the beach. and today everything was just right, the place was not crowded, and not too quite. it was fun to walk along the shore alone. that moment all you can do just walk, and walk, and walk... during that time, some interesting things might get by and make you want to stop and look for awhile. it could make you think of something, some place, some people. it also could inspire you to do something, to want something, to feel something. basically, you always can have kinds of impression from anything around. and for that, i amused myself by taking some pictures of sand castle people made every summer, or a flock of seagulls that having a sunbathing under the afternoon sun. my favorite one was the picture of the sun itself. it's kind of remind me to the beatle's song...lucy in the sky of diamond. i wonder where is lucy and what is the diamond.

apparently, the quick wandering has pumped up some energy for me. on the way back home, i met a friend and had myself a little walk with her. she cheered me up and told me to take everythig easily. what a nice epilogue for the day.