...I believe in miracles...

Sinterklaas gave me drop.
I like them.
I mean, I really do like them...
I cannot stop eating them...they are addictive...almost like chocolate...
who would have ever guessed.

school

today was my first "day" as assistant teacher german. I was late, because of the train...oooh, how I love the dutch trains. In Switzerland, you do not show up late for work, especially not on you first day. So I was freaking out (only a little bit, but still). Welcome to cultural differences, my being late was no problem for anyone, except for me...
They showed me around, introduced me to a lot of people, I talked to some of them, was mostly overwhelmed, and after an hour, I was done for today. Tomorrow will be my second day...we will see, maybe I 'll be there for 2 hours?

missing home

Today is my day "off", I do not have any plans for today, except from being at home, drinking tea, taking a long shower, and just "be". After a quite busy and intense week I was looking forward to it. I expected it to be dark and rainy day, like the whole week was, but the weather is beautiful and that makes me happy which is weird. I actually wanted to be a little down today, stay in bed and read or something like that. Not possible anymore with that bright sun shining.
I am missing home a lot in this season of the year. Christmas time is so different here as back home. I got a sms this morning from a friend, that there is finally snow in Switzerland, wich is just a part of the Christmas feeling.
My mom just send me a package with christmas decoration, our typical food we would eat at this time and a CD with Christmas music on it...oh, how I love it and how it makes me longing even more for home. I know exactly, how my parents home is decorated right now, and I have the taste of hot chocolate in my mouth. And I hear the Christmas music, which my mom loves and we would make fun of. But now, I wanna be there.
Never thought, I would miss tradition that much.

sinterklaas is leuk

So, yesterday I expierenced my first real dutch Sinterklaas. It was fun. Was quite hard to write a poem in dutch, but I succeeded (not perfect, but still, there was something on the paper). I got a book with typical dutch recepies, which is fun. And drop, which is challenging. And you have to sing: dankje Sinterklaasje en ook Pieter Baasje (or something like that).
Sitting there with a family made me miss my family in Liechtenstein. Sometimes I wish, the world could be very small, and all those people I love would live at one spot...so I would not miss anyone...but we are still here and not there yet. So I wait.
Something completely different. I like the wind. I really do. But sometimes you have to leave earlier, in order to be on time...and to work very hard on your way there. I mean, it is really hard work. Because of the wind. But I still love it. Wind gives me the feeling of freedom.