At peace with the dust bunnies at home...

I have no travel plans for this summer. No backpacking, no 'significant holiday travel' coming up. But the summer is good here. Practically every weekend seems to be a little holiday. When Remco hangs out at my place time gets lost in space. Together with Henry I discover new, cool cafetarias, bars and restaurants. Talking with Alicia about all she could visit makes me think of going places in the Netherlands. I am with the expats here - and for me their life style is the best way possible in this country.
The knowledge that the association I work for schedules relocation to Brussels in December 2007 puts me at ease. I enjoy the Dutch summer of 2006 outside on the terasses, which are nothing like the courtyards in Kraków. I enjoy the old architecture and little streets of the city centre. No, they're nothing like Olomouc. I visit expositions that give me a hint of that big world out there. So do the books. So do the movies and documentaries on DVD.
It is painstakingly clear to me that I cannot be in this country forever. Too little amazes me; too many things drive me up the wall. My Dutch nationality is based on the historical accident that I was born in this country rather than in any other one. So I live out the life in this city for as long as it lasts, and meanwhile the dust bunnies at home can be at ease for I have no time to chase them...