Wild train extravaganza

To start our day Jared woke up at 2am and I woke up at 3 am and we were both wide awake. We headed back to bed at 4am trying to help our jet lag stay on the right track and then woke up adt 8:30. Once we were up at the real morning time we went down and had breakfast at a nearby bakery and headed to the train. We asked where we could get passport pictures which we needed before our appointment with immigration, to get Jared's residence visa. They told us where to go and the shop happened to be just across the street from our apartment that we just left. Once we got the passport pictures we headed back to the train. We asked for tickets from Maastricht to Rijswijk, where the Immigration office is located and that we wanted to make a stop in sittard that was on the way. She said no problem and just handed us the tickets. Little did we know it was going to be quite a long and confusing journey. We got on the first train leaving Maastricht hoping we were going the right way. We saw the Sabic building only 10 minutes later and the train stopped at its first stop, Sittard. It was a much quicker ride than we had expected. We walked 10 minutes and arrived at the front door of sabic building. It was a large glass building with a unique structure and neat layout. We met with a man, Fritz, who gave us paperwork for Jared's meeting and we were off again.
We walked back to the train station, went the information desk and asked for a train map. She asked where we were heading and we said Rijswijk, but she didn't understand so we said it again and again and asked me to spell it. I showed her how to spell it and she said ooh Rijswijk, (exactly like we said it) and then gave us a paper with all the track exchanges we should take. There were 3 different changes that we needed to take, that we never would have known without that paper. So we hopped on the next train continuing in the same direction from which we came (north, although it doesn't say that anywhere), heading to Eindhoven. An hour later we got off the train and switched to another one toward Dordrecht and in another hour we switched again heading towards Rijswijk. Finally we arrived and found our was to a big building and Jared got a temporary residence permit. We stopped a Subway (Jared's favorite (not)) and went down to the train. One big problem! The directions on how to get to Rijswijk, didn't include the directions for the way back. So with much trust in our own intuition we headed back using the same stops and we made it back with no problem. Once we got back we realized we had no food at all. So we went back to the super market for another whole adventure.  
Our second grocery store experience was better than the first knowing those extra words but was still very hard.  We bought dinner for that night and the next.  Some fresh fruit and veggies and some bread and cheese.  We tried a different kind of milk.  We bought verse karne melk, along with what we thought was butter, garlic salt, potatoes, salad and dressing and chicken and bread crumbs= translated bread crumbs haha and many other things.  When we walked home to go make dinner we had breaded fried chicken, potatoes and salad and we did pretty good for our first real meal shopping.  But when Jared poured the milk into his glass it ended up being yogurt, which is what they put in their cereal ... Weird.