Life is crazy…sometimes….
Yesterday I had the realization again that I am far away from my place of birth, in a different country, with different people and a language which is not mine (yet). This realization comes once in a while at just any random moment and it feels like being in two places at the same time. My mind reminds me of the life I had in the Netherlands, my friends there, family, snacks, Dutch, calm cities, seasons or just the smell of the air. Life has changed a lot after leaving behind all I knew as normal about three years ago, but at the same time it actually has not changed that much.
Life is more dynamic here for sure and sometimes even a little “loca”, but I still eat a sandwich with cheese in the morning, I make money by working my ass off, in the weekends I go partying with friends, I enjoy complaining about the government (here mainly the municipality one) and I love spending time with my amazing wife.
So life here to me seems not that different from life in any other place in the world, but I thought that it would be better to “show” this by making a blog about it than by attempting to explain it over the phone to my friends and family.
Before I really begin with this, I must make it clear that my life is not that of the average Colombian. I do not pretend to know a lot about Colombia or its population and I will not write too much about politics, as there is enough information about that elsewhere. This will simply be about daily life…
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Looking forward to your replies, comments etc.