Emnition

Train fight
I'm at a train station in Amsterdam. I'm jogging at a slow pace towards my train. Turns out that wasn't necessary, cause one of the doors still has to open by the time I get there. I'm thinking about which wagon I'm gonna take, taking into consideration where I need to get out. I decide on the 2nd door of the 1st wagon. I take a seat close to the door. The destination of the train is a bit weird. At some point it's Groningen I think, but it will pass the Indonesian island Lombok. The conductor is at the front of the carriage, starting to do his ticket checking routine. Two guys, about late teens, 1 white, 1 black, whom are sitting in the front are causing trouble. They don't have a valid ticket. The conductor tells them to get off, but they refuse. Eventually they start threatening to beat him up. I walk over to the front and tell them not to be stupid. This wagon is loaded with people. One of them tells me he doesn't give a shit and will beat me up too. I tell him that even if he succeeds, there are plenty of people left in this wagon who he'll have to face. He gives me a shove by planting his foot into my chest. He says something, a clever word pun that I can't recall. I tell him that that's funny. It's kinda hard to fight with the carriage swinging left and right. I see a sort of twitter feed about our fight, like a live update.

Free food
An event has been organised by some freerunners that I know. Walking around the area while the setup is being prepared, I see a lot of freerun friends. It's starting to rain pretty heavily. Nevertheless the event continues. There are also many non freerunners in attendance. There's a lot of food, including donuts with red glacing. I'm walking around and see that many people are taking the food without paying for it. A blond, teenage girl walks off right in front of me and I grab a hold of her by her elbow to tell her that she should pay for that. I go to one of my friends, who is just about to make an announcement through the microphone. I tell him that he needs to do something about this.

Knock knock
I'm with the (ex)girlfriend of my housemate. We're sort of together, but at the same time my housemate is not allowed to find out, perhaps to spare his feelings. We're in what's supposed to be my room, together under the covers. I think a guy enters my room at some point. Also at some point there's a dragon which looks like Smaug behind the not fully closed door. Damn, she didn't close it and now the dragon might get in. I quickly go to close it. At some point I go to the adjacent bathroom to take a shower. It's of real shitty quality. The water won't even drain. I convince myself that this is Indonesia. Maan.. do I really wanna do this for 3 months, showering like this? It's just the beginning of my journey and I'm already sick of it. Then I think about the fact that this is February and I'm not in Indonesia yet. This is a practice run of sorts to allow me to get used to it.