you lost faith in your parents the same day you lost faith in Sinterklaas
someone kisses your cheeks right-left-right. You freeze, unsure of how to respond. You remain frozen in place until someone kisses your cheeks left-right-left again, releasing you from your curse
the Prime Minister passes you on his bike
you don’t have enough money on your OV-chip card. No one in your compartment has enough money on their OV-chip card. The conductor lets all of you get away with it “just this once”
in modern au fic, characters go to coffee shops for……..coffee. This still seems like an elaborate joke to you
the national anthem starts playing. Dutifully, you sing that you are of German blood and that you have always honoured the Spanish King
you know someone who saw the Prime Minister cycling by once
you either support Ajax or Feyenoord. It doesn’t matter if you like another club better, or don’t even watch European football at all. You must choose. You have to choose
2 centimetre of snow falls. The entire country stops functioning
yes, you have a ‘bonuskaart’. Several, probably. You don’t remember where you left them. You borrow a ‘bonuskaart’ from the person in front of you. No ‘bonus’ applies to any of the products you are buying
all the Prime Minister does all day is cycling by unsuspecting citizens
everyone in the Netherlands speaks English very well. Yes, Dutch people’s English is certainly very good. Every Dutch person you overhear speaking to a tourist is an exception to this rule
you try to find your bike at Utrecht Centraal. You think you last parked it there, anyway. You’re reasonably sure you did. Unless one of your flatmates “““borrowed””” it? It could also be lying at the bottom of a canal. Perhaps it was stolen
“we have a word for that in Dutch too” you mutter under your breath when you see yet another ‘German has a word for everything’ post
the Prime Minister’s bike looks vaguely familiar…
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