Interrogation at Schipol, Amsterdam.

I arrived at Schipol, Amsterdam at about 2 pm. I quickly went to the immigration to avoid having to que in long lines. Unfortunately being Asian, I had to. Worst, being Asian and a female travelling alone seems to cast some doubts on the Immigration officers mind. I was taken to an examination room where I was asked questions like where I'll be staying, how long would I stay in Holland, where to apart from Holland etc... and in the end after being shown the US dollar 1500 travellers cheque that I brought with me, they let me through. While passing through the immigration I saw a Malaysian family passed through easily because they came from England. most probably students on holiday. Once outside I was met by Tineke and we took a train to Rotterdam central station and took a bus to Ridderkerk where she lives. Meanwhile I had my first french fries with peanut butter. It was delicious may be because I was feeling hungry not taking any food on the plane. Tineke's house was a cosy 2 rooms house small but enough space to feel comfortable with dining, kitchen and living room on the ground floor and bedrooms on the first floor.  At about 6 pm, Tineke took me for a walk to the town. We went to a mart, a GIANT like market where she bought some canned food and fruits. We also went to the bank where she worked so that I could cash my checque and so I got to meet a few of her friends.  on the way back I encounter my first dyke and was shocked to see that it wasn't really a wall but an earth bank, some sort of batas in malay but big ones where they can even have roads or houses build on it. so how can the story of the boy who saved the town by shoving his finger in the hole of the dyke happen? I wonder. Anyhow the sceneries were beautiful. there were ducks swimming in the moat or small stream, there were weeping willows also my first and the next morning I woke up to bright sunlight, went down but found Tineke still sleeping and thought that I would like to take a walk but could not open the door, the key somehow would not turned and therefore I just looked around the living room and incidentally glanced at the clock to see that it was 4 a.m , so that was my first experience of early sunlight in late spring. so back to bed and I was confused about my subuh prayer too. later I got to know that I would have to pray at about 3 somethong.