Thursday, 15 March 2012

How Dutch am I?


So, the other day I found myself cycling in the rain with a bunch of flowers in my hand and I've never felt so "Dutch" since I've been here.  And I got thinking, just how Dutch am I after 4 months living in the Netherlands?

Okay, so this is my list of things that I think make me more Dutch:

  • I have my Dutch name "van Carroll" :-)
  • I have an addiction to HagelSlag
  • I love the pea soup and the Dutch snacks (kroketten, bitterballen and frikendals!)
  • I cycle everywhere
  • Lovin' the Dutch cheese
  • I now know more Dutch (in 3 months) than I knew of French after 5 years of studying for GCSE French!
  • I like the fresh fish especially in sarnies from the fish sellers at the market (rather than chucked down my throat bread-less)
  • I can cycle non-handed for 6 pedals - I've been practicing on my way to squash but that's a bit lame compared to the Dutch who seem to go for miles non-handed while texting or something else, but then my bike isn't one of these sitting up straight "grandma bikes"
  • I have now cycled while taking a phone call, reading a text message and carrying flowers (not all at the same time tho).

But, the things I make me very "un-Dutch" are:

  • I really like wishy-washy BIG English/American-style coffees (lots of coffee, lots of water, lots of milk), not these tiny senseo things that I feel like I could inhale within a few seconds
  • I WILL NOT eat bread and cheese/meat for breakfast (aren't they sick of bread with cheese and meat by lunchtime?) and I really can't live without cereal
  • I don't see the point in flowers
  • I do not have to drink milk or yogurt with every meal (but I do like it)
  • I use lights when I cycle and I have a 21 speed mountain bike
  • I serve beer without an enormous head and everyone complains!
  • I really miss cider while living out here
  • ...and I'm still working on my pronunciation of Scheveningen!!

Monday, 12 March 2012

Frantic februari

Wow, yeah, so I'm not doing such a great job of blogging lately, my apologies!  But februari was heel druk (very busy).... and yes, I now write in a strange mixture of Engels-Dutch - you should see my emails to Dutch people (besides, some Dutch words just look better than English ones... for example "appel"  "wafel" "appartement" etc, my spelling in English is certainly going downhill!

So, my excuse for the lack of blogging activity is the fact that during februari I was actually only at home for about 9days in the whole month... I spent the first week with the nuns on my intensive Dutch language training course, then it was my birthday and I spent a long weekend in Maastricht with Rich (it was their "mardi gras" carnival... ik was een kikker) and the last week of feb I was away at a conference in Zurich.  Zurich is beautiful but you certainly pay for the experience, around £7 for a cup of coffee and the conference meal (3 (tiny, tiny) courses) cost £70!!  I wasn't even full afterwards!  So I'm glad I got to see it on a work trip as I definitely wouldn't go back for a holiday, not when lunch prices are like evening meal prices!

A really busy but interesting month!

Here are some pics of the crazy carnival:



Unfortunately I have no pictures of Zurich as my camera was stolen on my last day :-(  Terrible timing as two days later I managed to explode the back tyre of my mountain bike, so it's been an expensive couple of weeks.

Well, the problem is that work trips go hand in hand with free food, free alcohol and no exercise so I'm feeling pretty unhealthy right now.  I thought I'd give up alcohol for lent but then I realised that St. Patrick's day is in the way and that would be a great shame!  Also, in an attempt to make up for the lack of sport and too much eating, I set my alarm 45min early every day last week planning on going for a 30min run before work each day, however, each time the alarm went off I just switched it off and went back to sleep again... this week I didn't even bother!

I did have a sporty weekend tho, Sat I went for a 2 and a half hour cycle ride (I cycled to the Hague, ate dim sum and cycled back again!) and Sunday I got my ass kicked in a squash tournament!

Until next time....