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Friday, 23 April 2010

To Die Will Be An Awfully Big Adventure

I am off to the Netherlands for 5 months.

I have booked my flight today and suddenly it has all dawned on me that, soon, I will be leaving behind all sense of 'home comfort'. I didn't even go very far to university so why I have decided to go and spend almost half the year in a foreign country is still something that I'm trying to decipher myself.

I also thought that the flights would be cheap - how often do I see adverts about Amsterdam flights starting from £3.99? It's costing me £83 to get there and then I have to hop on a train for two hours. This 'public transport' milarkey is hard enough for my brain to cope with in grand Great Britain so how I'm going to manage it in the Netherlands I do not know. I have slowly been learning some Dutch on the internet. However, I am somewhat suspicious as to the accuracy of a website called 'digital dialects' - they might be teaching me all sorts of things instead of 'where do you come from?' and 'sorry'. If I end up with phrases like 'your mother looks like a toad' etc etc I will not be impressed.

I have also been thinking about baggage recently.

My allowance is 20kg.

I think my shoes alone weigh more than that.

I do NOT want to cut down on my clothes but I'm going to have to and, irony states, I will find that I need the one thing I have left at home. I need to talk to the bank, the phone company and my landlord. Oh, joy.

Perhaps I should call the whole thing off? If I claim bird flu they won't let me fly anyway, right?

...Right?