By 6:30 am in Amsterdam, it seemed I may not make it onto the train back to London, stuck in a backlog of anxious travellers, at the whim of the ambivalent early morning contingent of border security staff. Thankfully, a scramble as the Eurostar rolled into Amsterdam Centraal station spat me out into a window seat, where I dozed off immediately, and woke up to the excited late-morning frenzy of St Pancras International station.
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Rubbing the stunted sleep out of my eyes and bracing for a £4 coffee, I readied myself to go east, to the beautiful bustle of Hackney, where both my cousin, Rory, and best friend, Adam, live.
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