Pigging out in Amsterdam

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One of my favourite moments in Amsterdam (besides eating) was my visit to a city farm. What caught my eye was the different types of social interactions, despite not speaking the same language. 

 

Having visited a farm managed by an elderly dutch couple who hardly spoke any English, it was difficult for me to communicate with them just because we spoke different languages. At that moment, I noticed how special the interaction between pigs and humans was. Neither of them understood each other but there was still some kind of connection between them.