Missing

I have been back in the bosom of the land that bore me for a little more than a week, and let me tell you: there are somethings about this place that I have not missed one little bit.  Like Wal-mart.  And Vegas billboards.  I loved the time I spent in the Netherlands and already I am lonesome for what I had there.  Here's a list of the best that I just can't get over here:

• The cultural notion that cycling is a legitimate form of transport and is worthy of its own lanes and lights.  Americans just do not seem to get this.  I miss the comedy of watching women in stiletto heels and men in fine wool suits pedaling by my window.
• The great markets full of quality fabric from Turkey and Italy.  I never bought much, but I loved going anyway.
• Lima brand gluten free corn flakes.  They are seriously the best.
• Maastricht has a rather advanced recycling program.  I miss every time I throw anything plastic away.
• Cobbled streets and old beautiful buildings.  The city of Maastricht is just beautiful and I loved walking around it.
• The climate.  I know there are places in the US that are probably very similar climate-wise to the Netherlands, but I don't live in them so they don't count.
• The trains.  Although the trains did add a lot of time to travel, and a little stress about schedules and people, I miss riding the trains and watching the countryside.  We rode a train to church every week and I loved watching how spring changed the fields and towns.
• Schfar brand gluten free breads.  They tasted real.
• The clothing in the stores is made for tall and reasonably fit people, therefore it actually fit me.  Clothing in American stores is not made that way.
• Dutch toilets.  I know this sounds strange, but here's why: they are generally wall mounted and the tank is built into the wall.  This means that they are a lot easier to clean.  Also, they have two flush buttons that use different amounts of water for big and small flushes.  It's all about efficiency and thrift.

For balance, what I really missed while I was away:

• Knowing the common language.  While the Dutch were very friendly and spoke English as soon as they were asked to, there is always a distinct feeling of separateness when you cannot understand the language of the people walking around you. And being able to read the labels on the products in the stores.  The "guess, buy, and translate at home" system leaves a lot to be desired.
• Corn tortillas.  There is no Mexican culinary influence over there.
• Having a clothes dryer.  When every load must be dried on a wire rack in the apartment and the climate is generally humid, laundry is never done.  I love being able to get everything clean and put away in half a day.
• Family.  I don't actually live by much of my family, but at least being on the same continent makes me feel like we are closer together.

Hmm.  There's not much on that second list.  I guess that means that I adapted pretty well to the culture of the city of Maastricht.  It was a fantastic period in my life and I learned so much about myself and the world while I was there.