Leiden Centraal III.
Not that I am feeling really great and in top form these days but still I have to write for those wandering visitors and continue what I started two posts earlier. The Schipol airport, as it is called, is a pretty big one especially for a new comer like me. But even then it doesn't deny you the same feeling that all other international airports in the western world provide you with. I haven't been to many, I must admit, yet to those where I have been I could see the stark sidelining of the third world airliners into one part of the airport. This time around the area was to be the part of airport called docking bay E. My plane landed and docked at E04. After disembarking the plane the very first thing that I did was get some change for the rest of my journey, which wasn't difficult to get on the airport. The immigration officer took extra time screening a young student travelling from one of the most notorious Muslim countries in the world. But his fears were adequately addressed and I don't feel a need to delve into the details here. Right outside the airport there runs the railway service from underground to overground. I took the train to Leiden centraal and was in the city of the congress within 30 minutes. On my way the early morning light was breaking right through the darkness of night and I could see some of the city and then countryside that this country had to offer to me. The tulip fields were waking up and it seemed that those beautiful arrays of dark green plants were getting ready to blossom into something miraculous. Some had taken an early lead and others were following suit.
At the Leiden Centraal a beautiful view awaited my rather tired sight. On one side of the station is the towering building of the Leiden University Medical Center and on the other side the rest of the town. I of course set course for the former one. The entrance to the university medical complex bears witness to dutch acceptance of a rather different kind of living where body is not something to be hidden from the eyes of an avid observer. There is a wall of fame, if I am granted permission by my reader to call it so, where one can witness art in the nude form. This eye candy is a must treat to anyone travelling to this part of the world and one must not deny oneself of the treat.
Not that I am feeling really great and in top form these days but still I have to write for those wandering visitors and continue what I started two posts earlier. The Schipol airport, as it is called, is a pretty big one especially for a new comer like me. But even then it doesn't deny you the same feeling that all other international airports in the western world provide you with. I haven't been to many, I must admit, yet to those where I have been I could see the stark sidelining of the third world airliners into one part of the airport. This time around the area was to be the part of airport called docking bay E. My plane landed and docked at E04. After disembarking the plane the very first thing that I did was get some change for the rest of my journey, which wasn't difficult to get on the airport. The immigration officer took extra time screening a young student travelling from one of the most notorious Muslim countries in the world. But his fears were adequately addressed and I don't feel a need to delve into the details here. Right outside the airport there runs the railway service from underground to overground. I took the train to Leiden centraal and was in the city of the congress within 30 minutes. On my way the early morning light was breaking right through the darkness of night and I could see some of the city and then countryside that this country had to offer to me. The tulip fields were waking up and it seemed that those beautiful arrays of dark green plants were getting ready to blossom into something miraculous. Some had taken an early lead and others were following suit.
At the Leiden Centraal a beautiful view awaited my rather tired sight. On one side of the station is the towering building of the Leiden University Medical Center and on the other side the rest of the town. I of course set course for the former one. The entrance to the university medical complex bears witness to dutch acceptance of a rather different kind of living where body is not something to be hidden from the eyes of an avid observer. There is a wall of fame, if I am granted permission by my reader to call it so, where one can witness art in the nude form. This eye candy is a must treat to anyone travelling to this part of the world and one must not deny oneself of the treat.
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