... they look back & forth at each crosswalk, and make only one wrong turn. they find their path towards the center of town, looking for englestraat (or something to that effect), somewhat doubtful of their direction the whole way. when they find english-street, it looks really wrong - as though it would take them back home. just at the right moment, in the moment of need, the magical bus pulls up beside them at the cross light ...
brave allison goes up to the window and asks the gentleman driving the magic tour tram where the post office is. he points in the direction of downtown and then, after a moment's hesitation, invites them on board! they take a seat on the nice wooden benches - feeling much like they are in an old-fashioned cart. they had just been photographing the beautiful cart. mentos moment! they pull out their packs of mentos, allison offering the kind chauffeur one (which he graciously accepts, solidifying the mentos moment) and they sit back down across each other and grin ...
the kind man means well, and drops the girls off in front of the post office ... which had apparently closed down a couple days before. they ask a kind lady on the street, who sends them towards the university. they monkey bar from one person to the next, asking each where they might find a possibly non-existent post office in the area.
inside the university, they feel much like they've landed in oz: they are quite consipicuous, and pretend to be university students of architecture ... as they pass in awe by beautiful work rooms and spacious studios, and through high-tech electric double-doors where the two doors part in opposite directions. they receive their final piece to the puzzle from a lady at the information desk, and are directed five minutes down the university-town street, and into the tiniest of buildings along the street, in which TNT Post is located, along with a candy rack and an ING sign.
success!! the girls jump with joy after their long, nearly 2-hour trek, and get their letters and postcards mailed off. on a roll with asking directions, they step into the student center next to the tiny building and ask if there might be a simpler route home. the kind young lady inside draws up a google map, showing them they are nearly a directly straight line home. not ten minutes later, the girls are back in the poptahof ...
perhaps a preferred time frame to the 2-hour trek, but let's face it: nothing beats a mentos moment!
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