When Groningen becomes the past...

Groningen is the past in my life now. I've left the Netherlands in 14th of July. When I was in the air, my tears came out from my eyes. My heart is broken.

Even I arrived in Taiwan, I resistant to change the time of my watch. My heart still in Holland. I like greeting to a stranger on the street. I like to speak English and little be of Dutch to people. I like to meet new friends from diverse backgrounds. I like cycling in Groningen. If you show me anything relating to Holland, I will cry very hard on the spot. Let alone to say that if it is merely a space cake.

Those memories in Holland are erupted gradually by the ugly scene of Taipei. I don't want to lose memories of beautiful and cute houses. I don't want to forget tall and friendly Dutch people. Therefore, I'd write down things I've seen and learned in Holland.

The first lesson is greeting to people. It's a normal and polite expression in Holland. I was shy to say hi in the first place. However, I can say hi more naturally later. When there are non-Chinese speakers around, it's polite to speak the language they can understan, i.e English in this situation.

I found that elders respect young people's decision about their future. Dutch think that everyone is an independent individual. People don't want to bother someone's future.

I don't need to get used to Taipei. I don't feel any change in Taipei. Needless to say, I don't give a damn shit on any spot in Taipei! and shit, I miss Groningen so much!