Fish Out of Water

Packing up our lives was exciting, leaving Zimbabwe and our parents was sad, getting to our connections on time was easy. Setting up our lives in the Netherlands – not so easy.

In three days we manged to: 

  • Walk 50km around Utrecht;
  • Miss our bus stop three times;
  • Get lost several times;
  • Get travel cards;
  • Lose €20 each off said cards because we didn’t know how to use said cards;
  • Live off ham and cheese sandwhiches (mostly due to a lack of effort but also dutch labels);
  • Trudge through the rain;
  • Wonder why we ever left Africa.

When you move to another country no one ever seems to tell you how incredibly alienating it is. They just tell you how exciting and wonderful it is to be going to a new country. A country where everyone else knows the unspoken rules, like why the buses have numbers on them, where those buses go and that some tills do not accept cash but say “PIN ALLEN” (cause we knew what that meant). Feeling like an imposter, a fish out of water or an African in the Netherlands – it can only get better.

We perservered and after the fourth day, we had dutch bank accounts, beds and some proper food.

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