To Beuningen, now a Nijmegen suburb ...
then a sleepy village in the 'Maas and Waal'
district. Had to learn how to cook, do the
laundry ... et cetera. Ron and Nick didn't
like potatoes ... so spaghetti all the time.
Later they started trying all the Indonesian
kitchen equipment. But they didn't get much
beyond: rice with peppers, minced meat and
peanut sauce. Cycling to Nijmegen wasn't that
far, yet Richard had picked up his Zündapp,
that he had left with his parents in Eindhoven.
Richard was the only one who passed his freshman
year. Nick would give it another go. Ron switched
to the Faculty of Law. And Martin to the Faculty
of Arts. After the first year the distinction in years
pretty much disappeared ... you had about two or
three years to do about fifteen exams and the
Bachelor's exam. For Richard reason to no longer
visit the lectures ... only the workshops. Others had
developed a rotation system of making summaries,
but Richard could't do a thing with summaries from
others ... too long and / or not to the point ... specially
summaries filled with color markers made by girls ...
almost copied the entire lecture and then underlined
nearly everything.
