First experience:
Before I arrived in Leiden I was absolutely terrified. Geared in a massive Kayway jacket and what felt like a million of layers, I landed at Schipol airport. My first challenge was to navigate the public transport system and find my new home. After nearly boarding the wrong train and damaging my suitcase on the European cobblestone streets, I found my room with the help of a lot of strangers. I had a misperception that Europeans are more cold and unwelcoming than the inhabitants of the Southern hemisphere, but I was proved wrong with every smile and random act of kindness. At the airport everyone showed me where to go, a man offered to carry my suitcase down the escalator and a woman welcomed me to the Netherlands with a warm stroopwafel.

