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Road to a New Life Day 0 – Beginning of a New Life (#13)Day 1 – A Pleasant SurpriseDay 3 – The World Through the Dutch EyesDay 7 – Tickling the Comfort ZoneDay 12 – Survival of the FittestDay 19 – A Spanish, an Indian and a Hungarian walk into a BarDay 30 – Colombian BloodDay 35 – On the MoveDay 38 – Once Upon a Time (#5) 1/4 – 📷Day 41… Read More
15 cents. That’s all I had left on my bank account.After 2 months, 30+ applications and many many peanut butter sandwiches later – I still didn’t have a job. I couldn’t even commute anymore, the cost of transport to the center was 2€ / ride, and I had no bike to substitute it.The only option was a 90 minute walk, twice, whenever I went back and forth to look for a job… Read More
It’s been 4 months since I left the nest.No more eggshells on the ass. Mama doesn’t wash my clothes anymore, neither does she make me breakfast.It verified one fact: When you end up on a place where your options are either to sink or swim, you’ll pick the latter. The amount of lessons you learn during your first touch with responsibility over your entire existence is no less than the number of… Read More
Tour de Eindhoven – Part II She is a night owl, I’m an early bird.The time She goes to sleep is around the same when I get out of bed.This gave me a few extra hours to adore her, since the sunrise was long gone, but She was still dreaming with fairies in wonderland.After a few dozen kisses, She would eventually wake up, but refused to get out of bed.“The alarm didn’t… Read More
Tour de Eindhoven – Part I She knew that it’s not hard to make my jaw drop, I easily lost my shit for seeing just about anything; and She loved that.On a warm Thursday morning She came to Arnhem and picked me up; it was time to share as much joy as we can handle. Luckily the ride wasn’t short, neither dull. She would hold my hand all the way to the… Read More
The most valuable moments in our lives come when we would least expect them. When I was younger, I remember begging to the Devil to rob me of my soul; Free of charge.To give it away, and to not get it back; was the goal. I prayed every single night, in hopes that I could get rid of my ability to feel, which seemed to be the cruelest curse at the time.Well,… Read More
How to Party With a South-American 101 Born to Be Wild: Latino EditionIt all started with another expat guy, Don Huán; who decided to hit me up and ask if I want to join his Birthday Party tonight, though It was the first time I would meet him.Since I barely had any social life, I didn’t have to think twice. What could go wrong, right? I arrived to his house around 8,… Read More
Taking the leap of faith will either make you or brake you. In this case, however, it happened to be both. #2 – Nothing Stays the Same Good times take place over bad ones. Friends walk away, making space for new ones. You find love, then you lose it.Everything changes.When I moved here, I knew no one, couldn’t speak a single word in the language, had no idea how to cook for… Read More
Yeah… “Bar”The place where the night was supposed to start turned into the place we happened to end. A sudden buzz shook my phone in the middle of a calm Thursday afternoon; as a clear sign for possible, yet unexpected pleasures.Luckily that was exactly the case, it turned out to be invitation from a kind female fellow whom I have known for no more than 24 hours.“Hey, we are going out tonight,… Read More
The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows, not even in the Netherlands Just like everywhere, there are legal obstacles in the beginning when one wants to settle down in a new place. Permissions, insurances, identification papers; all the necessary documents which are crucial to start a New Life.There is an assumption about where one wants to get work, one will find work. Today the Dutch reality crushed that belief into a thousand… Read More
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