Benelux Day 2: Migration
The problem with being human is that we only live our own lives. On Day Two of my Benelux Tour, we get a chance to improve on that. Ensconced in our personal present… Continue reading
The problem with being human is that we only live our own lives. On Day Two of my Benelux Tour, we get a chance to improve on that. Ensconced in our personal present… Continue reading
There’s a time honored formula for the first day of a tour. Welcome meeting to go over everything, then a moderate orientation walk with light-to-medium content on the way to dinner together. It… Continue reading
A flock of Dutchfolk crowded the floating dock in central Rotterdam when I arrived a couple weeks ago. The last of summer’s warmth was flexing for the city, scaring away work hours and… Continue reading
People ask me that a lot, and I’m never sure how to answer. Partially, there are so many reasons to love this city, I have to choose where to start for that person.… Continue reading
I felt like I was dressing to be launched into space, instead of a hop to the Friday market. For most of my life, cold weather meant a sweater, maybe a jacket. Here… Continue reading
The original title of this blog was “A Year Without Holidays” when my first 2-month plan at backpacking stretched 14 months instead. I thought being abroad meant I wouldn’t get to have my… Continue reading
Yesterday, about a quarter of Dutch people forgot what made their country great. I have long admired the country that developed the principles of liberty, equality, tolerance, and fairness that underpin my sense… Continue reading
When I mention my tour of Benelux, people sometimes ask “What is that?” This is understandable, since Benelux, like Holland, is not on any map, even though most of the people asking the… Continue reading
It was a simple task: find a wrench to attach the handlebars of my new bicycle. I was one day into my move to the Netherlands, so getting a functional ride was of… Continue reading
The Dutch sky hadn’t decided if it was going to rain or not when I snuck out of the hotel around six in the morning. The student staff of the best hotel in… Continue reading