Overwhelmed by Queensday
There’s nothing more Dutch than Queensday.
Trains are Jam-packed at Queensday
Although the day wasn’t as happy as it should be, because of the horrible events in Apeldoorn, Marina definitely got to experience the true meaning of the colour orange.
The day started with the train ride to Amsterdam, which on its own was an adventure.
While the train was jam-packed arriving in Utrecht, there were still around a hundred people trying to push themselves in. ‘I can’t breath’, Marina screeched. The following thirty minutes were filled with no air and the stinky smell of armpits. Then finally Amsterdam Central was reached, and Marina and her fellow travellers blended in a sea of orange.
Following the flow to the centre of Amsterdam, the student was amazed by all the dressed up Dutch people. ‘Wow, we have nothing like this in Greece, this is amazing.’ For the occasion Marina herself dressed up in an orange shirt, and wore a little crown. Nothing to extraordinary, but she blended in perfectly.
People selling their junk
Off to the Vondelpark, were the traditional vrijmarkt was held. Surrounded by people selling their junk and children playing music for cash, Marina’s eye caught a stand were two girls sold ‘stroopwafels’. ‘I love these things, and they’re only fifty cents!’ Enjoying her big cookie, the Greek girl spotted someone special. ‘She looks just like the Dutch queen, with her crown and pretty dress. Now it is a real Queens day!’
After watching some boats on the canals, which are thé places to be on Queensday, the final stop was reached: the Museum square. Over 60.000 people were patying to the retro beats of 2Unlimited. Marina got excited by hearing that DJ Tiësto was playing later on. ‘I know him, he opened the Olympics in Athens. He’s very good.’ She ended the day with a big bag of ‘patat’ and the view of thousands people dancing along to the sounds of the world’s best DJ.
