I've decided to join the maddening crowd, many years too late, and start blogging, so all observations from this day onwards will move to the blog page.
Observation 2007.28
So the Dutch have this beautifully irritating technique that they apply in conversations, usually in business, and its applied by both junior and seniour alike, I'm sure subconciously because they are irritatingly consistent in using it where they a) don't know the answer or b) want to win some time or ground in an argument. Its when a perfectly clear and logical question is questioned again which, to the uninitiated, leaves them a bit flustered because they are led to think that their own clear and logical question contains a vicious red herring. A typical converstaion would go like this:
Unsuspecting questioner: "Should this workstation not be checked to ensure that all required software are installed on it?"
Whiley Coyote Dutchie "What do you mean by this?" (Wat bedoel je daarmee?)
Unsuspecting questioner thinking: [what did you not understand??]
Unsuspecting questioner: "Well, I mean, I don't mean to be rude or anything but surely there are a bunch of software standard to this workstation, and it's not been checked" (this off course puts the questioner in a bit of a position of excusing himself, giving the Dutchie the upper hand, and the time to think of an excuse why the software has not and will not be checked.
Dutchie: This workstation comes with everyting standard preinstalled."
Off course this last answer could have been given directly after the first question, but of course that's not how the Dutchies do it, and that is what is so maddeningly irritating, i'm still thinking of the best retort in these situations, i think its the Dutchie approach right back at them:
"What do mean by what do you mean?"
Observation 2007.27
Ses dae in die Timbavati, op Johnniesdale plaas, waar Marli en Walter hulle ewige trou(e) aan mekaar opgedra het. Dit was n ervaring en 'n half. Dit was meer as wat 'n vakansie kon wees. Nie net pragtige dae, met 'n klomp fantastiese gasvrye vriendelike mense nie, maar ook 'n boservaring wat mens nie dikwels beleef nie, al is mens ook 'n Suid-Afrikaner. Ons het met Transfrontiers (http://www.transfrontiers.com/) twee drie-uur wandelings deur die veld gedoen, en 3 game drives (en jammer vir die engelse name) die volgende diere en plante gesien: 'n reuse trop impala, steenbok, grys duiker, white backed vulture, bateleur eagle, scrap hare & baby, leeus, pofadder, spotted eagle owl, yellow & red billed hornbill, 'n pappa warthog, golden orb spider, tree squirrel, mamma en baba kameelperd, buffels, 2 LUIPERDS - 2!!, tierboskat (serval), een reusagtige trapsuutjies, bush baby, 2 purple rollers, trop olifante - bietjie versteek agter die bosse, sjongololo (millipede), rhino horned beetle, white aniseed (liquorice), devil thorn (word sepering as jy dit verpulp, tamobieboom, amarula boom, reuse afrikaanse slak dop, klein skilpadjie, spoor van 'n klomp diere: olifant, porcupine, honey badger, leeus en welpies. Ek wag nog vir die foto's want ek het nie 'n kamera daar gehad nie.
Observation 2007.26
Toe ek nog in Stellenbosch gestudeer het, way back in the day, moes ek so drie-vier keer 'n jaar terug ry Bloemies toe (1000km one way), waar die ouers gewoon het. So, as ek 'n lift kon kry, dan was die rit: Stellenbosch, Paarl, De Doorns, Matjiesfontein, Laingsburg, Leeu Gamka, Beaufort Wes, Drie Susters, Richmond, Hanover, Colesberg, Springfontein, Bloemfontein. En dan dieselfde roete weer terug Kaap toe as die vakansie verby was. So dit spreek vanself dat toe Gert Vlok Nel verlede Vrydagaand in die Paard van Troje in Den Haag opgetree het, ek hom moes sien, rede nommer een: die herinnering aan Beaufort-Wes gedurende die road trips tussen Bloem en die Bos, en rede nommer twee, omdat ons way back in '95 in dieselfde compleks gewoon het - Amatoni. Hy lyk dieselfde as ek onthou, maar ek het nooit daai tyd met hom gepraat nie. So my belewenis tydens die minuut en 'n half wat ek met hom gepraat het met die autographs na die tyd was - hy's trek jou soortvan na binne, in 'n klein sirkeltjie tussen die twee van julle as jy met hom praat. Maar die GVN vertoning was meer as net meneer GVN - vir my het dit sekere herinneringe so goed voor oë gebring, dat GVN byna net die medium was van my gedagtes. My hart het soos 'n 'n leegte gevoel wat net die leë vlaktes van die karoo kon volmaak. (cliche alert). Die lang lang niks wat verby spoed as mens teen 150km/h in 'n kar verby jaag, en dan stop vir toebroodjies of 'n piepie, en ewe skielik is dit so stil en oop. en warm, soms is daar 'n mooi hek wat jy wil afneem, of 'n enkele boom teen 'n besondere sonsondergang. Of 'n turksvy plant wat vrugte dra, laat jou mond water vir turksvye. Man i sound like my granny.
Observation 2007.26
my man het 'n 6maande plan!!!
Observation 2007.25
Die effimante (let wel, ek bedoel NIE gay nie), intellectual types wat van die veronderstelling uitgaan dat alles wat mens produseer nie goed is nie omdat hulle dink hulle is die kat se stert begin my nou deeglik af te *@#$.
Observation 2007.24
Nou dat ons langer hier bly kan ek regtig die nuances raaksien, byvoorbeeld, die manier waarop hulle grappies maak, kan soms heel letterlik wees, en laat my tone soms omkrul maar ek dink hulle dink dis ongelooflik slim. Hiers 'n voorbeeld: (die voorbeeld werk nie in engels nie want daars nie 'n ekwavilent vir die woord "word" in Nederlands nie):
radio omroeper: Hoe oud is jy?
inbeller: ek word 60
radio omroeper: ja, ek ook maar nie vir 'n aantal jare nie
I mean really, hoekom vra mens in anyway vir iemand hoe oud hy gaan is, nie sodat hy vir jou gaan se hoe oud hy oor 7 jaar gaan word nie, maar hoe oud hy hierdie jaar word. Die radio omroeper het my so bietjie aan Niekie van RSG se inbel program laat dink, mens kry dieselfde urge om die radio stukkend te gooi.
Observation 2007.23
So the husband asks me after the KPN cable guy had come over to test our line, and we are now left to await Tiscali to save us from the drought of not having internet - "will Tiscali know its been tested". I say to him - trust the system. I'm not saying KPN or Tiscali are any good, I'm saying, here in Dutchieland things work, even if you have to wait six to eight weeks for it. Our bed, that we bought beginning of March will possibly only make its appearance in May, but it will appear, and the other day I got a ticket from the police because i had parked halfway up a sidewalk in a parking lot that is only halfway paved and the rest under mud, acccording to them it was a street and i was blocking the flow of traffic. My point is, things work here, but one has to ask oneself if the definition of "working" is indeed "functional"?
Observation 2007.22
So die een ding wat ek nog altyd probeer verhelp op my website is om haat te spreek (ek moan wel so bietjie). Ek dink dit sal terugkom om jou te byt, en ek dink as jy dit op die web geuiter het gaan dit jou nie bevry van jou haat nie, dit gaan 'n kweekaarde word vir meer haat. En daarom, al het my kollegas my soms by die mure uitgedryf, het ek dit eintlik nooit hier genoem nie. Want ek is anyway te papbroek om hulle by die naam te noem, so what's the point? Maar met hierdie observation wil ek graag noem dat my ouers se landlord (hier in Dutchieland) die grootste poepel op aarde is, die laagste skermunkel wat nie werd is om die stofbolle onder 'n verrotte trekkerband op te vee met 'n stukkie muf brood nie, en ek wens ek het die guts gehad om die ou se naam hier te noem. En ek belowe dis die laaste keer wat haat spraak hier gaan verskyn. Echt.
Observation 2007.21
Uit die aard van die saak nie regverdig om te veralgemeen nie, maar die Dutchies hou nie van veralgemening nie.
Observation 2007.20
Cross culture communication : how the polder model can be a good thing, capitalism and our views on the Americans. Finally I had the opportunity to air my views, and be the recipient of other aires.
Observation 2007.19
So the Dutch kiss three times on the cheek, once more than the Italians, and three times more than the SA-ers who don't kiss on the cheek but shake hands, and only kiss on the mouth when its your aunt's second husband who you're not going to kiss in a million years anyway. Here's to remembering the Dutch brush on the cheek that leaves one slightly flustered and definitely aware
Observation 2007.18
Aangesien die trant nou 'n bietjie negatief is - chauvenisme is a lewendige tydverdryf wat in sy mees aktiewe vorm in die bedryfslewe hier beoefen word. Dit word veral gespeel in vergaderings, tydens besluitnemingsprosese, en verkiesing van bestuurstrukture, maar veral by die inagneming van menings en volg van idees.
Observation 2007.17
Soms traan mij oë bijna van verontwaardiging oor arrogansie en onbeskoftheid van vreemdelinge se optrede in hierdie land. Maklik om nou daaroor te skryf want die ervarings is iets van die verlede. Maar dit verg tog 'n inskrywing.
Observation 2007.16
Wat is vriendskap regtig? Wanneer mag mens jou rug op iemand draai, of moet mens altyd die agterdeur oophou?
Observation 2007.15
Eleven years ago on the slopes of Stowe, Vermont, with Rubberband Girl in my head and translating it into movement. Loving every moment of boarding. Loving it even more than that other moment of ecstacy. This weekend I realised it can happen again, mountain and snowboard required. Wait till end of month when we go to that small country with the high mountains, not to be confused with Australia.
Observation 2007.14
So would I live life differently if I didn't believe in a here-after / life eternal / life after death? Answer is yes. Sometimes I think I should live more like I could die tomorrow, though. So 2007 will be the year of living for today, but for life eternal. TBTG.
Observation 2007.13
En dan weer die goeie dinge van die lewe is om 'n uur lank met vriendin Heidi of vriendin Sarah oor die telefoon te klets want dis Skype of dis 1,5c per minuut. YEA!
Observation 2007.12
As ek oor iets kan kla hier, en regtig kan kla, is dit die apteke. Jy neem 'n nommer en jy wag. Dikwels vir 'n halfuur, en dan om jou medisyne te kry, wat jy in SA by 'n apteek van die rak af kan koop. Of OK, as dit nou skedule medisyne is word al jou details vir nog 'n half uur gecheck net vir ingeval jy 'n biologiese oorlog daarmee wil veroorsaak, en dan, as jy dit kry, is dit 'n derde van die sterkte wat jy in SA kan kry. O ja, en as daar iets is wat jy wil weet, dan kan hulle jou nie se nie, want dis in die boksie, en hulle kannie die verpakking oopmaak nie - OK fine - maar hoekom weet jy nie hoe werk die produk nie, jy hou dit dan agter die toonbank sodat ek nie self daarna mag kyk nie - of - en dit het ek al gehoor - hulle dish lekker onwetenskaplike boereraad uit - wat ek a) ook geweet het en b) duidelik nie soek nie want ek is in die apteek om medisyne te koop daarvoor, nie om te hoor ek moet myself warm hou en veel slaap nie - wie sou nou ooit daaraan gedink het.
Observation 2007.11
Like, iets wat my net nog die heeltyd opval is hoe hard hulle hier is, daar is weinig deernis, mense (en ek veralgemeen ongelooflik) kan intellektualiseer oor 'n situasie maar ek dink nie hulle plaas hier hulleself in die ander ou se skoene nie, ek dink nie hulle leer om 'n paar myl in jou broer se skoene te loop nie. dis eintlik hartseer, want daar is nie hartseer nie. dis miskien 'n state of denial wat al die enigste waarheid geword het.
Observation 2007.10
Hier in Nederland kan jy net 2 geure chips kry - Paprika en Natural - geen sout en asyn, barbecue, cheese and onion, of enige ander geur wat ek nou nie kan onthou nie.
Observation 2007.9
Its still 2006. Two days to go to Christmas. Was really hoping for a white Christmas but global warming is giving us a two finger salute. We did dump our paper and glass at the recycle bins today so maybe a few flakes.. As usual my family spends its Christmas spread over three continents. This has been the case for the last 15 years or so, someone is always on a mission somewhere. Are we happier that way? The Dutch do whatever they do over Christmas - they put their lights up and they shop as if its going out of fashion. I said to the husband perhaps we should go help out somewhere where they are maybe giving food to poor people or some kind of charity action, just to make Christmas a little less about getting and more about giving. We couldn't find anything. The husband's dry remark was: There are no poor people in Netherlands.
Observation 2007.8
Observation 2007.7
So I had urgent business at the South African consulate in Wassenaarseweg 45, Le Haye. It felt like I was home. The toilet door was broken and there were a few old broshures to read, utterly recreating the Dept of Home Affairs back in say.. Randburg. At least I was very efficiently helped by the lady at legilisations, and it was free. Unlike anything in Dutchieland.Observation 2007.6
My wish for Christmass is a view on a mountain, see, surf, a good pair of hiking boots and climbing shoes and some rope, and someone that want to go and scale some cliffs with me, to pour out my mental energies into physical movement. Thereafter to splash myself clean in cold moutain water, and sit and stare into an open fire, with someone strumming a guitar. The next day I want to do the same again, perhaps adding a run on a white beach, and on the third day I want to take a cano and go paddle just behind the break. On the fourth day I want to put my snorkeling gear on, and snorkel the whole day long, and if i get cold i want to have a wetsuit in ready supply. On the sixth day I want to climb again and on the seventh day i want to put myself on the very same beach with a towel and supply of fresh beers, and talk about the week just past.Observation 2007.5
Ok, so it turns out that Swarte Piet, the little helper of Sinterklaas, is not a little black boy, he's black from the soot of all the chimney's he's got to crawl thru. mmm... if u didn't know that though it would definitely elicit a frown, and even though there's an explanation to it, I still wouldn't do it in SA - it's definitely going to irk someone. Not that anyone would think of doing it in SA anyway, but theoretically speaking.
Observation 2007.4
Here's a bet for a sixpack Windhoek that I'm the first person going for a run through Alphen aan den Rijn on a Friday evening 9.30 listening to a mix of Miriam Makeba and Mango Groove on their MP3 player.
Observation 2007.3
Altijd nice om te hoor as jou vermoedens dat iemand 'n *ssh*le is, onafhanklik bevestig word deur iemand anders.
Observation 2007.2
"De scholen zijn weer begonnen". Ek onthou verlede jaar hoe hierdie sinnetjie my heeltemaal uitgeboul het. Ek kon net nie glo dat iets so maklik soos - "Die skole het weer begin" in Afrikaans - soveel taalreëls kon bevat nie. Ewe skielik moes ek al die volgende konsepte inneem-
I mean - it just seemed ridiculous. Nou is dit 'n jaar later en " de scholen zijn alweer begonnen", maar hierdie keer is die konsep redelik goed ingeburger.
Observation 2007.1
How would you feel if all the 'black' people in your country suddenly put 'white' paint on their faces, dress up in clown suits and hand out sweets? Would you call it a mockery? I'm not sure how it would go down in SA but here it seems to go down just fine, only replace 'black' with 'white'.
I call them the Dutchies. We have quite a lot to learn from them. How can such a relatively small nation be so prosperous? But how can they consistently fail to win the football world cup? OK, bad example. They are the tallest nation on earth and gettting taller. They live damn close to each other. They bike.
I have a few observations regarding the Dutchies, here goes: