So I lied about not being able to feel anything. I'd gotten used to my everyday walk along Nobelstraat, but once I had new scenery, once the town started to get busy, I was excited. And the train station, so lively -- alive, I should say -- how cold would I have to be to remain untouched there? I navigated without incident, bought my ticket and an appelflap -- delicious. Now by my handwriting I'm sure you can tell I'm on the train -- so I'll leave you to enjoy this grey, muddy, beautiful scenery.