This morning the overcast weather looks quite charming.
Either I have gained an appreciation for bleak grey clouds over night, or I am
feeling the positive effect of getting to the end of a particularly busy week.
The end of this week marks the end of block two and the official
halfway point of my LLM. The thought of the latter gives me a bubbly excited
feeling mixed with the mental mantra that if I keep focused I will really make
the most of this program. Let’s call it so far so good for now. To top it off,
the end of the week also signals a week off of classes to relax and recoup.
Since there was no break between blocks one and two, this newfound holiday
feels like a special treat.
The week started with a coffee-infused blur of paper
deadlines (the only upside to big final papers being that there are no exams)
followed by grade reviews, tying up the loose ends of final projects and having
final meetings. Of course, some work continues over to the next block, but nobody
is thinking of that work when there are assignments to finish up.
The week ended on a high note. Friday marked the halfway
point of my six-month clinical program with the Netherlands Institute of Human
Rights (SIM). Our research internship with SIM is split into two three-month
sections during which I, along with three colleagues, do research for two
different clients. The first project proved to be challenging but very
interesting work and we travelled to the Hague (Den Haag) bright and early Friday
morning to give the final presentation of our work.
As a very generous thank you, we received one research book
and picked one mystery Dutch-related book each at the end of our presentation.
For my Dutch-related book, I unwrapped it to find I had chosen the Diary of
Anne Frank, a book that I haven’t read in many years. I flipped to the first
page on the train ride home and found myself looking at a small passage from
the original diary of Anne Frank written in Dutch. I was amazed to see I could
actually understand it. It’s times like that you really feel you’re making
progress. Who knows, maybe one day I will have the pleasure of reading the
whole book in its original language.
After a long week, I spent Saturday afternoon strolling
through the streets of Amsterdam with a friend before grabbing a quick
celebratory dinner in a cute restaurant in the city center and hopping
on the train back. It’s nice to get out of Utrecht and explore the unknown city
streets of bustling Amsterdam, but it always feels good at the end of the day
to come home.
Today is a day of tea, minor amounts of housework and taking
it easy. I should probably be thinking about making a final choice on my thesis
topic, but I think I can happily leave that until the start of the new week.
Until the next time/Tot de volgende keer!
Erin