Hm, that post you made about being afraid of trains arriving made me think—have you ever heard the sound of the Paris Metro leaving? That big whoosh noise? That's something I find to be rather sinister, not in the least because the first time I saw it was when my mom got on and I mistakenly warned her not to, but it left leaving my dad and me behind, which scared the living daylights out of me. (We found her, obviously, but since my dad doesn't speak French, I was tired, and we didn't have a working cell phone, that was terrifying.) So yeah, I can understand the train thing.
Well, the project's going to go until the end of the year at least, so you have plenty of time. Oh, and when you're in the Netherlands DEFINITELY tell Roos and Diz about this, assuming they're fans.
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