Breda, Netherlands
Since last time I wrote I have...
Found a home for my beloved backpack - quite sad actually, it did such a good job not breaking when I stuffed it impossibly full, when matatu drivers threw it forcefully into the boot and it bounced around when they tied the boot vaguely to the van.
Cycled 35k the first day to the home of a lovely couple in Utrecht (pronounced with a nice hoicky, back of the throat sound that I have not yet mastered - sound more like I have f...