BACK ON THE CONTINENT
17 February 2007

After a seven years long love and hate relationship with the British Isles, I have left them behind and have landed in Brussels. Overall Britain has been very good to me, it's a fabulous country to live in for a while-finally, after 7 years I came to understand the British psyche and perhaps even started to like its ambiguities. Very rarely saying something the way it is, straightforward, but in a kind of "perhaps-it-would-be-very-kind-if-you-maybe-could-consider-doing-this-or-that-at-some-point"kind of way. Sitting on two chairs drinking tea, chatting and then all of a sudden pulling up a sharp knife and politely (of course) treathening the other person... Maybe these characteristics make the Brits great negotiators?

I will miss my old homelands. Most of all am having withdrawal symptoms from the absence of great newspapers, especially the Guardian on Sundays, BBC Breakfast before work, the Scottish nature & the intelligently silly humour. I am already happily enjoying the absence of the strong and expensive Pound, the chilly Northern winds and the hot and cold water taps. It is also incredibly handy to be on the Continent, only a trainride (shorther or longer) away from other countries, cultures and cities...