The Missing Bicycle
Well, what happened?
Several months of near daily updates and then an eerie silence.
What happened was a move overseas - to Leiden in the Netherlands to be exact. The land of Ham, Cheese, Shoarma, keeping to the right, Rembrandt, Tulips, dodgy tobacco, Canals, Van Goch, tall people and bicycles.
And talking about bicycles, and if you live in Holland it’s a National pasttime to do so, during the war the Germans flattened Rotterdam, killed hundreds of people, made hundreds of thousands homeless, invaded and what do the Dutch hold most against the Germans? Yes, you may have guessed it - the regular stealing of their bicycles by the German soldiers.
Go into any bar in the Netherlands and any visiting German will oft be asked by the Dutch elderly - “Where’s my bike?”
So how am I doing? Not too bad considering the change in life and culture. The first few weeks were spent trying to learn the lingo, the following ones realising it was a bad idea, the next few on the toilet after struggling with the change in diet and the the last few weeks have been dedicated to, at the very least, learning the Dutch written on Food packets.
And how’s the Secured Loans business? Well, its not too bad really, things have been swimming along decently and more news of that will follow.
It’s good to be back!
