Tilburg ripped apart
Coming from the more northern (and let’s face it, more aesthetically pleasing) regions of the Netherlands, I have to admit that Tilburg is quite a hard sell. When I have friends staying over, there really isn’t much I can brag about. We don’t have a nice authentic market square, no big cathedral and we have the largest amount of rainy days per year in the entire Netherlands. So when I’m asked what on earth motivated me to leave the undeniably alluring marvel that is my hometown, I really only have one final argument to fall back on: our wonderfully compact university campus. Amsterdam may be a touristic hot-spot, Utrecht may have that wonderful Dom tower, but at least in Tilburg I don’t have to cycle for twenty minutes in-between lectures because the university campus is scattered all over town. The worst you can do on our campus is having to walk the five minute walk from Academia to Prisma, a misfortune that only occurs once in a blue moon.
Needless to say, I was in complete and utter shock when I heard of the plans to expand our university campus to the Spoorzone. Excuse me? A full FIFTEEN MINUTE cycle? Have you no mercy?! Are you really going to take away the one argument I have to defend my choice to descend into the southern outskirts of our country? I left behind my friends, my family, my good peaceful suburbs to be able to crawl from lecture to lecture. Shame on you! Must I remind you that if it wasn’t for this compact campus, most students wouldn’t even dare to come here? I gave you the best years of my life, Tilburg, and this is how you repay me. You’re a disgrace.
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