Posted in Adventures Big & Small, Albert Heijn, Change, Culture, Crosscultural, Intercultural & Multicultural, Expat Life, Expat Transitions & Change, Family & Friends, Learning Dutch or Other Foreign Languages, Travel, United States, tagged America, different, driving, Dutch, English, expat, familiar, family, going 'home', going back, off kilter, Repatriation, sensory overload, travel, United States, university visits, visiting family on June 30, 2012 | 16 Comments »
I’ve been back in the United States for a week now, and I’m still adjusting. Daughter and I are here for an extended period visiting family, beginning to check out universities, attending a pre-college program (her) while I hole myself up to work on some writing projects, and so on. Oh, and eventually spending some […]
Posted in Adventures Big & Small, Dutch Life, Exercise & Sports, Expat Life, Life Balance, Netherlands, tagged driving, Dutch landscape, gift of time, soccer, voetbal on April 12, 2011 | 4 Comments »
The other evening I was driving Daughter to her voetbal practice. Voetbal (soccer back in the US), is something that brings her great joy. Not a ‘like to do’. It’s her passion. So when we arrived two years ago, we researched and queried and found a Dutch club with coaches and a program reflecting a strong […]
Posted in Adventures Big & Small, Change, Dutch Life, Expat Life, Travel, tagged driving, public transportation, walking on March 18, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
I am feeling very un-expat-like today. (Maybe that’s non-expatish, or in-expatable. Whatever.) It took me a little while to sift through my vague feelings of unease to figure it out. No surprise there, since yesterday was Day Two of Centraal Station: Redux. It was every bit as noisy and full of commotion, with the workers […]
Posted in Adventures Big & Small, Dutch Life, Expat Life, Oddities + Odds & Ends, tagged driving, horse, Mercedes on January 29, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Scene: Driving Daughter home from voetbal practice early one evening, a few weeks ago. It’s rush hour as we travel on on the A-44 (fairly busy divided highway, two lanes each way) toward the city of Den Haag. We stop at a traffic light at a major intersection in the town of Wassenaar. I turn to […]
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