and all through the town. Not a student was stirring, except at night.

OK my poem was a disaster, but the story is true. Early December in Amsterdam means students scurry about only in the night.

In between studying or procrastinating doing the work they were supposed to have done weeks ago, you can still see them out on the town. The time frame between 10pm and 1am is when they escape to attend whatever big party is going on, most likely a goodbye for a fellow exchange student who's time is up.

Like anywhere in the world, end of semester can be a trying time. But not because the work is so hard... no no. Rather, because of all the going away and holiday parties one must attend in between final paper writing/faking.