Journal 14

First night in Holland was pretty good. Uncle Andre and Aunt Denise arrived today, after a little mix up. They came in at one part of the train station, and since they couldn't find me and Dad, they took a taxi to our campsite. Meanwhile, Dad and I are thinking they should have been here by now, so we talked to the people at information and asked them to send a message to the station by the airport and page Uncle Andre and Aunt Denise. Then we were going to take the train to the airport to look for them in case they hadn't gotten any of our messages. Dad and I were outside checking the van for a parking ticket, when Uncle Andre pulls up in a car. Anywho, we got back and everyone was where they were supposed to be. After lunch, Mom and Aunt Denise went grocery shopping, while Dad and my brothers and I went swimming, with Uncle Andre tagging along, though he didn't want to swim, he didn't want to sleep yet. Even though he'd been awake for nearly 24 hours. The pool was warm, something you rarely find back home, though it was fairly shallow. We fooled around for a bit, playing tag and wrestling in the water. There was this one girl who kept making eye contact with me, but I didn't think she spoke English and she seemed young, so I didn't make any advances. A few minutes before we left though, one of my brothers was 'it' and was chasing me so I was dodging underwater and swimming near a couple people. The girl happened to be one of them, and I saw she was doing barrel rolls underwater, so I swam close, but avoided being hit. I managed to dodge my brother, and the girl's sister told her how close she had come to hitting me. This was apparently uproarously funny to them. Anyway, long story short, she and I made some kind of contact, but I don't think I'll ever see her again or that anything will come of it. Not sure where she was from anyway. Uncle Andre and Aunt Denise went to bed early, and Mom quickly followed. The rest of us stayed up and watched District 9, which none of us had seen before. It was a rather graphic movie, but I thought it was really good. Interesting story that I haven't seen or heard too many times before. Some familiar themes though, which helped me relate to the film. Anywho, it is Saturday night, and we leave for another part of the Netherlands on Monday. If anyone reads this, I hope you are having a good season, and God bless you.