It's been a slice.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
One last post.
I'd been putting this off for the last few weeks, always thinking I'd get to it eventually. Knowing that as more time went on, the less relevant a final post would become, also provided little incentive. I'd more or less resigned myself to the fact our blog had ended without that symbolic last post until we discovered this when we woke up today:
For those astute readers out there, you can probably guess where it's filmed: our now beloved Den Haag.
In the flurry of everything that's happened I never really had any second thoughts about leaving. I had always wondered how I would feel, whether I'd have some sort of cultural crash or whether I'd be ecstatic to be home, but the truth is I didn't really have any feelings on the matter. In a way it just felt like we were heading out on another small trip (the kind we had grown accustomed to) and would return back within a few weeks.
Of course, I was certainly happy to be home and spend a couple of days with family. More than anything I was excited to begin building on the incomprehensible experience I'd had inside and outside of school. Still, when the inevitable question would arise and people would ask "how does it feel to be back", I'd give my typical shrug and reply that apart from some small differences (the size of a coffee; the fact that the waiter interrupts you constantly when eating out), it doesn't feel like much.
I have slowly started to regain some time to myself (we finally have internet in our home!), and in due course, small moments of reflection have set in. Maybe these sentiments are a result of the slowing pace of things, or perhaps they stem from the fact that I'm currently in another new country, flat-broke and without any real prospect for a job.
I'm not a huge Coldplay fan, and know relatively little about Anton Corbijn (the video's director), but for both of us this morning this video was perfect. Without getting too sentimental, suffice it to say that it was a nice treat to see so many scenes that had been part of our daily life for one year. For the most part, they were all there. Even the timing was something we could relate to (those orange flags are a dead give-away that it was filmed in June during the height of Euro Cup madness).
There was so much we enjoyed about living in Holland, just like there is about living in North America (yes, I'm doing what most Canadians shun: generalizing Canada and the United States as one place). While I will always try to replicate a bit of the European pace of life, I have to admit that I'm constantly amazed by what a Cosmopolitan city like San Francisco can offer.
And so, one last time:
Doei!
For those astute readers out there, you can probably guess where it's filmed: our now beloved Den Haag.
In the flurry of everything that's happened I never really had any second thoughts about leaving. I had always wondered how I would feel, whether I'd have some sort of cultural crash or whether I'd be ecstatic to be home, but the truth is I didn't really have any feelings on the matter. In a way it just felt like we were heading out on another small trip (the kind we had grown accustomed to) and would return back within a few weeks.
Of course, I was certainly happy to be home and spend a couple of days with family. More than anything I was excited to begin building on the incomprehensible experience I'd had inside and outside of school. Still, when the inevitable question would arise and people would ask "how does it feel to be back", I'd give my typical shrug and reply that apart from some small differences (the size of a coffee; the fact that the waiter interrupts you constantly when eating out), it doesn't feel like much.
I have slowly started to regain some time to myself (we finally have internet in our home!), and in due course, small moments of reflection have set in. Maybe these sentiments are a result of the slowing pace of things, or perhaps they stem from the fact that I'm currently in another new country, flat-broke and without any real prospect for a job.
I'm not a huge Coldplay fan, and know relatively little about Anton Corbijn (the video's director), but for both of us this morning this video was perfect. Without getting too sentimental, suffice it to say that it was a nice treat to see so many scenes that had been part of our daily life for one year. For the most part, they were all there. Even the timing was something we could relate to (those orange flags are a dead give-away that it was filmed in June during the height of Euro Cup madness).
There was so much we enjoyed about living in Holland, just like there is about living in North America (yes, I'm doing what most Canadians shun: generalizing Canada and the United States as one place). While I will always try to replicate a bit of the European pace of life, I have to admit that I'm constantly amazed by what a Cosmopolitan city like San Francisco can offer.
And so, one last time:
Doei!
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