♫ Chasing the Train

I was a bit of a mess when I got back from Amsterdam. Not in any grand sense; I just had a hard time staying focused. When you know what you want and it’s thousands of miles away, it’s easy to be distracted wishing you were somewhere else.

The girl and I would email back and forth every day or two. She’d tell me—in her adorable slightly broken English—about her day and the crazy things that would happen with guests at the hotel. I’d do my best to walk the line between being easily understood and condescending, writing flowery letters and wondering how much harder things would have been without the Internet to bridge the gap.

It really did help, being so connected. Skype and broadband meant that we could talk as much as we wanted. With video, even. You hear stories about how video calls can create an emotional connection so real as to be overwhelming, but until you experience it for yourself it’s hard to get what all the fuss is about.

One day I took a walk around my own city of Denver and took a bunch of pictures for her. The wide streets and tall buildings. There’s nothing quite like it in The Netherlands, and I thought it might give her a better understanding of who I was and where I was from. When I traveled, I’d send her pictures of the cities I visited. The whole time, I’d write and record songs to send to her.

Somewhere along the way, we made the decision that I should go back for an extended visit. We both knew there was something interesting between us, and we wanted to explore it. Because she was finishing up school and I had the ability to work from anywhere, it made more sense for me to cross the ocean.

So I moved to Amsterdam.

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