Alive

Alright, so I made it. The flight was pretty sweet and all airport details were not much of a problem at all. Customs consisted of a "hello" and a question about the University of Amsterdam to which I did not know the answer--didn't matter. The airplane was empty and had plenty of room (also the flight attendant kept asking me if I wanted alcohol, to which I repeatedly declined), trouble is, no sleep. I even took one of those sleep aids (albeit a pussy one, guess that's what did it). I walked around the airport a couple of times, it's pretty cool. My room is great, it's big and a have a huge window/terrace with a view of the canal! The first dude I met's name is Tim (he's also quite tall, though not of other persuasion). We mesh well and seem to have similar sensibilities but I don't know if it's a friendship that'll take off. The USC clan is INTENSE. We met them on the bus and they were already complaining! A couple are pretty nice and seem self-sufficient but even so are quite aggressively friendly, in the way that you find nothing more to say than "that's cool." Tonight we're going on a boat ride around the canal. Wish me luck! Also, I have a camera!