You also must have boarded the Intercity at Amstel. We had sudden eye contact, and until Utrecht we kept on exchanging glances. I was the bald guy, with a beard and glasses in black (so was my leather jacket), blue shirt and jeans. Playing with my iPhone and reading a magazine in between. You continued your journey without me, unfortunately, because I had to disembark in Utrecht. You were the guy in the grey suit, white unbuttoned (three buttons!) shirt, brown hair and deep brown eyes. You had your coat hanging over one leg and the armrest of the chair.
I would like to see you again!!!!!