So here it is, on November 1st I will touch down in Amsterdam, North Holland, The Netherlands. I will be in for the possibly the biggest challenge I have ever taken on in my life, and a big part of that reason is the fact I will be going it alone. You see, when I decided to up and move to Australia, I had an incredible support network. Not only did I have two amazing individuals moving with me, but my friends and family were encouraging, even motivational and excited for me. This time around it's not quite the same. I think my friends and family have become accustomed to me doing this kind of thing, and maybe they assume I've got it all figured out. Or perhaps they really don't want me to go, and truthfully after 3+ years abroad I am almost inclined to stay here and spend time with the people that matter most in my life. So why do I still choose to go with all these barriers to entry? I haven't even begun talking about the enourmous task of immigration, job searching, apartment hunting, transportation, interviews, mobile phones, bank accounts, AHHHH!
Even though I feel like I should have gotten started on these things earlier in life, I realize that just as when I started 'round the world, I currently don't have any responsibilities that would stop me from chasing these silly dreams of mine. No children, no girlfriend, no material possessions, no leases or insurance - the time is right. And if you know me well, you know how much I love a good quote. I don't want to be haunted for the rest of my life by Mark Twain,
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
So why Amsterdam?
As I've mentioned in earlier posts, I was most excited about the food, culture and beverages found in Belgium, but the more I searched and the harder I worked at finding a job, the more it seemed that Dutch employers were giving me more credence. And even though I have started studying Dutch, English is widely used and most people claim that I won't really
need Dutch at all. I talked to my friends in Europe, and others who have simply traveled there and it was easily agreed that Amsterdam is one of the most vibrant and lively cities on Earth. So it's come down to hopping a flight, and spending every waking minute trying to find a job without giving in to the urge of riding a bicycle through town, eating an apple strudel and visiting the beautifully historic (and thoroughly modern) sights until I have become established. If all goes well, I'll have plenty of time to have fun later.
So the gears have started turning. November is closer than I think. I hope to use this blog as my personal brainstorming medium. I will try and post all the information I'm learning about Amsterdam, and where my efforts will need to be placed before setting sail and once I'm on the ground. A huge part of my research lately is blogs, so I have also decided to make this blog public and searchable. In reading other's blogs about their move abroad I was amazed to see how many friendly strangers were willing to post comments and offer suggestions, correct errors and provide inspiration. I'm hoping that my blog will also become a blip on someone's radar, someone who is as excited for me as I am for myself, someone who has done this before, or in the future, perhaps it will be a great resource for someone who is trying to do the same.
I have spent almost 5 hours today on blogs and my head is spinning with new information. I want to write it all down, get organized, weed through my thoughts, but I think this post is long enough as is. And so I will leave you with a request -
a very big, important and serious request.
Please help me.
Obviously not everyone reading this has moved to Amsterdam, so logistics and legal work aren't exactly what I am looking for (but if you've got it...). I'm asking for support, for motivation, for inspiration. I need someone to pad my ego, to tell me I've got it all under control, that things will work out exactly as they're supposed to. I need someone to tell me not to throw in the towel when it's all starting to seem like too much, when I'm unable to find an apartment, or when an employer just won't hire me. And sometimes I just need someone to listen. Someone to let me ramble about all the billion things bouncing around in my head - it's amazing how thinking out loud can mitigate what seemed like unconquerable battles. I look forward to hearing from you in the comments.