Tag: dutch

Our Expanding Family

My darling readers and followers, I would like to formally introduce you to the newest member of our family: Helios.     He’s old and crappy, makes funny sounds, doesn’t quite listen to where you want him to go, also doesn’t quite listen when you tell him to stop, was given to me for free so I can’t really complain,… Read more →

Life So Far in Holland

Ho. Lee. Crap.   I cannot believe it has been over TWO months since I last updated or wrote anything. I can’t even say that it’s because I’ve been so incredibly busy. Those of you that I talk to on a regular basis know that isn’t true. I have quite a bit of free time on my hands, due to… Read more →

Settling In

So I’ve been here in the Netherlands a full week now, and I’m slowly but surely settling in. I got over my jet lag fairly quickly, which is a very good thing. And I’m slowly, slowly, adjusting to Dutch food portions. I’m hungry about 85% of the time, but I’m just suffering through it until my body gets used to eating… Read more →

Back from Sabbatical, of sorts

My avid and loyal readers, and by that I mean my boyfriend and his brother, have been clamoring for another installment of my chronicled adventures. Quite a bit, but really not that much, has happened since I went to the Muiderslot. OH! I fell in love. Yes, madly in love. In the wonderful city of Gouda. With poffertjes. For those of… Read more →

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Living in a Fairy Tale

So this post isn’t for any of you Europeans reading. It’s for my American friends. I saw a castle today. A true blue castle. With a moat and everything!   Now all you European readers are probably rolling your eyes. But you do realize that we don’t have castles anywhere in any of the Americas. Except for Sleeping Beauty’s castle… Read more →

Two Week Checkup

It’s been two weeks since I left the United States for the Netherlands, so I thought I’d give you guys a recap. I sprained my foot and reawakened an old rock climbing injury. I got an infection on my wisdom tooth from it coming out and breaking the skin of my gums. (Gross. I know. Sorry.) I ate something that… Read more →

Café con Leche

I finally had my café con leche! It’s a koffie verkeerd. And let me tell you. That shit is hard to say. I try so hard to pronounce it and the waitress always gives me a “wat”. In fact I try to pronounce a lot of Dutch words, contrary to what my brother in law thinks. I just only do… Read more →

Fantasy Football

No not that football, silly Americans. Real football. You know, where your foot touches the ball. Anyway. Now that we have that cleared up, I’m participating in a Fantasy Football league game thing with Marcel and my in-laws. Based on the Dutch national league. Which I know nothing about. So of course I chose the players with the coolest names. Oh. And… Read more →

Ik spreek Nederlands?

Learning Dutch is really something else. So I’ve decided to try something. How about you all help me? “How?”, you might say? Keep me accountable! I’m on Duolingo, username CafeConMelk.     I need to be able to at least order some coffee koffie without looking at my man with a blank deer in the headlights stare. I don’t expect to be… Read more →

Why we do the things we do

I wonder a lot, about the motivation and dedication it takes for a person to decide to move halfway across the world. To leave everything they’ve ever known behind; family, food, language, in pursuit of… something. Adventure perhaps? It doesn’t even have to be as grand and drastic as transplanting continents. An old acquaintance of mine recently moved a state… Read more →