The Last Day

Today was my last day in the office, and is my last day in the Netherlands. I fly out tomorrow back to the U.S. Surprisingly, it felt like any other day until I was about to leave the office, and then I was suddenly really sad. I will be leaving behind lots of good friends. I really do hope to see them again in the future.

The rest of the evening will just be a quiet evening home with my boyfriend. Actually, it's more likely I will probably start panicking in a few hours trying to get everything into my 2 suitcases.

Well, next time you hear from me, I should be back Stateside. So, as they say it here - tot ziens, doei, dag (take your pick).

Immaturity Levels Rising

It's old news, but I came across this study on the rising levels of immaturity for the first time recently. In summary, it claims that adults these days are less mature since it's more beneficial to maintain child-like qualities to be able to learn and adapt - in higher education, changing work demands, traveling, etc. This might explain why these days we call the 30's the new 20's. Certainly, I don't feel as old as I expected to feel at this age. Apparently, the faults of child-like traits are retained along with the virtues. Having a "short attention span" and the need to seek "novelty" could explain my nomadic tendencies.

A bit off the subject, but it's only in the past month or so that I've realized I'm 33 and what that means. It means I need to get married now and pregnant next year! You think I'm joking? All of my friends are naturally around my age, and most of them are sweating it. 2 of my friends who are married are having a hard time conceiving. While this article says women over 35 can have a healthy pregnancy, it's not oh so reassuring when it starts rattling off the risks that are increased. I've heard before that women nearing the age of 35 start panicking to have a child, but it never occurred to me I'd be one of them. For starters, I hate kids. I never wanted one, and I still don't. Then again, will I want one when I'm old? It's too late when I'm 60 something and lonely to say "I wish I'd had some kids back then." So what's someone like me to do? As I mentioned in my previous blog post, I have tons of things I want to do that doesn't involve kids in the equation. I could adopt later if I decide to have kids and can't have any, but that's not as much fun as having your own. Particularly as someone who get hives when surrounded by children, I probably have a better chance at loving and nurturing my own flesh and blood. Assuming I have, or can find, an able and willing partner, how do I convince myself to have kids? Supposedly, despite the hard work, parenting is very rewarding. So, should I just take the leap and get pregnant? Maybe that'll make me mature. Anyways, for now, don't go expecting any little dancingnomads anytime soon. Even tho I'm starting to hear this big tick-tock in the back of my head, I have no intention of having any babies yet.

One Week To Go

By this time today, I should be on US soil, waiting to catch the last leg of my flight back to VB - and boy I cannot wait. After Switzerland, I've pretty much seen everything I needed to see in Europe to keep me satisfied for some time. I think I've checked out sometime ago and it's been a struggle to stay motivated at work. Although, the beuracracies of my work place never actually gave me any reason why I should be motivated. It's been four and a half month now since I made the decision to jump ship, and I'm just really really really ready to get on with my new life. I stayed this long only for the events of last week in Norway, and now that it's over with, I wish I could fly out now. Good-byes are always hard, and I'm not looking forward to next week. Generally, I always presume my paths will cross with some people again and that it's not really a good-bye. Still, it would be easier if I could just sneak out. I'm pretty good at keeping in touch with people anyways, and those who are my true friends will always be my friends.

On a brighter note, I'm looking forward to my life back in the U.S. There's a lot I want to do - develop my career, learn Spanish, take up martial-arts again, go for my PhD (maybe), do volunteer work, etc. I have a lot of friends near DC to catch up with too. Of course, there's also my brothers and their family who I haven't seen in almost a year.

Perhaps I will change my blog title to 'Living in America.' Having said that, I have no intention of stopping travel. I will be more limited in my vacation time back home but I will just have to make the most of what I have. For the moment, I am thinking about a Guatemala/Belize trip in the spring, and then a China trip in the fall. Until then, I'm stuck going where my work might take me, or places I can go on weekends. Will I survive??

Ørland, Norway

I just got back from a 10 day trip up to Ørland for work. Unfortunately, I have nothing exciting to report. However, I think it's the highest latitude I've ever been in. At 64 degrees North, I was still some ways away from the Arctic circle, but it was full blown winter there by my standards. It didn't get much more than 50 degrees there each day. The weather was also crap - it rained everyday. I didn't see sunshine until today during the layover in Copenhagen, which felt like the carribeans after being up in Ørland. Anyways, everyday was spent working all day, some days a bit longer than usual working days. At night I'd meet up with colleagues for dinner, and that would usually be about it. I'd slip in an occasional episode of 24 but there wasn't a whole lot of time for much else. Didn't help that I came down with a cold as soon as I got there. The first few days were pretty rough for me. The one day I had off, it was pissing rain so didn't do much then either. Not that there was much to do there anyways even if I wanted to. There are couple of hills (not the high mountains you'd expect in Norway) and an old fortress, that's about it. Yeah, so it was bit of a lame trip. Oh well.