So, it’s wrap. After a nice long holiday and a week ‘working’ at home now I’m beginning te realise that I’m back. It is very comfy here, but I do miss the excitement of working and living in Glasgow. Time to wrap up this big adventure and get on with the next.

So here’s a wee list of stuff, ranging from vaguely negative to more positive:

– Emigrating back and forth in 6 months was hard work. The uncertainties of rules and regulations were nerve-wrecking at times. It has been hard not to get angry because some of the rules seem unfair or silly. Getting a bank account was a big pain, and took me 2 months to do. The key was to get proof of adress: a council tax bill that was sent to my Glasgow flat (of course!).

– Me and my partner are not made to live apart from each other. We knew it would be hard, but not that it would be this hard.

– I had never thought the Scots would take the divide between England and Scotland so serious. I admit, Dutch and Germans aren’t always friends. But that’s only serious when playing football. Many of the Scots truly mean the don’t like the English! They’re quite serious with their religious divide (protestant-catholic) too! I thought this was a civilised country!

– A lot of stuff went breaking in the flat I rented. It’s not handy when the lights are out, you didn’t bring your torch, and you don’t know where to buy new lightbulbs. It’s not comfy when you’re in the middle of your morning shower, and the warm water breaks down for the third time in the week. But then again, who needs warm water to shower? The neighbours were washing from a bucket for a month, and my flat was a good flat, for the ‘upwardly mobile’…

– Culture: I’ve always found UK people fairly normal (apart from the stuff they eat, and great sense of humour). They are quite normal, but still I got my culture shock. Working in the UK is truly different. The atmosphere is more about proving yourself amongst competition, as compared to the Dutch culture of cooperation. I’ve been spoilt in the Netherlands.

– I got a great feelings of pride and achievement after about 3 months to have most stuff sorted, having made a living in a completely new place.

– The location of the flat was great. Straight in the middle of merchant city. Look out of your window, and be amused. Next door was the biggest gay disco in town (I’m definitely too old for that) and Peckhams, a delicatessen shop, open till midnight, with great coffees and cakes.

– I’ve always had ‘a thing’ with Scotland, which has gotten stronger. Glaswegians are great, and the UK image of Glasgow being a ‘rough’ city is completely wrong. I’ve been ‘everywhere’, and the only bad experience I had on the streets was on the train from Largs. Glasgow is a poor city, that can do with a big cleanup, but I found the people to be honest and straightforward. And oh, Scotland is beautiful.

– I had a great way to update on my knowledge and skills, by working with fairly brilliant people at the Academy. I got in touch with some great new online tools and updated my knowledge on EU-bids, knowledge management, cultural differences, institutional politics, consultancy, and workplace learning.

– It was all so very interesting, and has provided source of great stories, and a place to re-visit. I now have a favourite loch (Little Loch Broom), a Glasgow local bar (the Waterloo), great ex-colleagues, new sailing friends, and a nice stash of single malt whiskies. I couldn’t help thinking: ‘when I’m old and grey, playing my billiards in an elderly home, this will make a nice story’ 😉

We’re off. The flat is a lot cleaner then when I moved in, boxes packed in the car, boat on top. Car parked with colleague Linda in the South Side. Taking the last bits out of the flat now, then the bus to the car, then drive to drop off the keys at the rental agent. Bert and me had a nice dinner yesterday evening as a farewell to Scotland.

Thank you Academy, thank you Scotland! It’s been bloody interestin’!




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Had another drive through Scotland this weekend. Many pics to follow, this place is amazing.

Not a lot of posts lately. It’s been quite a hard time (character building stuff) It’s not been normal for me to quit 2 jobs in half a years time, and all is quite hectic. I came for a challenge, and got it! I got stressed a bit about being without a job, but think there are quite some options, and currently I’m making my own options (watch this space …)

It’s been a good decision to go back, to be with my partner again, on the other hand I’m sad to leave Scotland, as I’m having such an interesting time, and learning loads. So, I’ve got a little list of boxes to be ticked before I leave here. Here goes:

– Leave a nice inheritance for my colleagues here (which is the theoretical framework for a new 3 mln-ish EU project)

– Get funding for another Ph. D. project (anyone interested in doing a Ph. D. on Learning from Incidents?)

– Climb Jeremy Clarkson mountain (a ‘secret’ mountain far north, the one Jeremy Clarkson climbed with a new SUV to demonstrate it could actually do something)

– See some folklore thing with kilt and bagpipes etc. (box ticked yesterday, Pipes and Drums on George square)

– Race around Cumbrea island (scheduled 24th august, Largs regatta)

– Find a new job in the Netherlands (anyone know something interesting?)

– Get loads of boring paperwork done again (stop contracts, insurance etc.)

– Climb a mountain (Ben An?) with Colin and see his house

– Buy a really smart tweed jacket (they know their tweeds here)

I won’t get all those boxes tickes, but will try!

Loads of pics uploading… Completely last track of time, all I know is I’m quite far up north, and it is spectacular here!

So there I am, in Portree, Skye. Small restaurant in the Harbour (where else?) 4 Scandinavians on the table next to me. Three phones on (network!!!) Dongle connected, so I actually got Internet and could check e-mail (yes, nerdness ever getting worse).
Been out on a nice drive today and yesterday, slept ‘rough’ in the tent under an enormous mountain (they call that a hill here). Found out it the morning that the small stream I camped next to had shifted because of the rain, so the tent nearly got flooded overnight. lol.
Gone out for a long weekend, and having a great time. It been a bit of rough the last weeks since I’ve had to decide to come back to the Netherlands. Quit my job two weeks ago and delayed writing or talking about it (denial! 😉
Everything is quite ok here. Work is not easy (with quite a few things different) but it is all I had thought it would be. Scotland is great, Glaswegians are nice (great city!), and the sailing waters are a dream. So, everything is good basically, just for one thing: my partner Bert doesn’t want to leave Netherlands. Since he’s the most important thing in my life the decision to go back was easy. We are in this together.
The consequences of that decision are hard though, now that reality kicked in. It is very weird to emigrate, with the intention on staying for 20-ish years, then go back after 6 months. I’ve got loads to learn about working in the Uk, so still learning to work here, but then again already leaving. Now there loads of uncertainties about work, where to live etc.
Very strange times. I know some things for sure though. I’m not bored, and I wouldn’t have missed the time here for my life. It’s all so bloody intrestin!
Will keep you posted (whoever’s bothered to read this 😉

PS someone know of a nice job for october? Near Lemmer, NL? Near is…

Turkey in the semifinals. Nice to hear via Skype that the Turks in the Netherlands are going wild. Funny, as there are not many Turkish people in Scotland, never thought I’d miss something like that 😉

Cycled to Cumbernauld to pick up a parcel tonight, left the flat 17.30, back at 23.00. What a ride!

– saw the Royal Infirmary, and Glasgow Cathedral (impressive stuff!)
– 15 minutes of cycling on the highway (what else do you do when you’re nearly there, and the only way ahead is the highway?)
– got my parcel: Tomtom nav software (from Apeldoorn, Holland!) for the phone
– cycled back along the Forth-Clyde Canal, with great views all over
– watched Germany beat Portugal while eating a veggie curry, and drinking my now favourite “Diet Irn Bru”
– Got a hug from a drunk/drugged guy who wanted to get home and asked me for the way. I gave him my city map. Me: “Where do you want to go?” Him: “home hopefully”, but where do you live? “home hopefully”.

What a night. Scotland = great.




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Football, Holland winning, and even Grolsch beer! What more can you want? Oh, I’m alone in the bar.

Bar staff: Are you dutch? Aye!




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Just a sunday morning, looking out of the flat window, the stream of ladies does not seem to stop. Glasgow! lol