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(To be sung in your head like the classic Christmas song, “Winter Wonderland”) Bike bells ring, are you listening? In the rain, cheese wheels are glistening, a mooi prachtig night, tall ones out tonight, walking in a kerstmis Netherlands. Blown away, by the strong winds, Here to stay, in these flat lands.
I feel the loss of moving, of course. The loss of friends, and weeknight activities and meetups. I feel the loss of being gone while my neph
A short poem about my experiences as a new expat living in the city of Groningen, the Netherlands.
Moving to another country can be an interesting transition, especially when even the basic things you were used to, such as the primary language, have changed. There are many culture shocks you can expect when relocating, but the strangeness that became most apparent to me first was FOOD.
I moved with my husband from