When I came home and opened the door I immediately saw my girlfriend shaking her head. ,,I warned you’’, she said. ,,So you better don’t complain that you are tired.’’ In the meantime the pasta she prepared for me, was cooking. So that relentless she wasn’t. And she was right. Today I went out for… Continue reading 26 kilometres too far
Author: markkoghee
Stembureau Trzaska Cesta
Weer post uit Nederland vandaag. Mijn stempapieren zijn binnen. Voor de verkiezingscampagne in Nederland goed en wel op gang is, kan ik mijn stem al uitbrengen. Een keuze uit 837 namen, 20 partijen. Het is aan de rechterkant van het biljet weer een bonte verzameling van, laat ik het maar houden op ‘minder kansrijke’, partijen.… Continue reading Stembureau Trzaska Cesta
Met de hulp van Kuifje
'Sem Mark. Sem z Nizozemske.''Ik ben Mark. Ik kom uit Nederland.'Dat zijn de eerste zinnen in het Sloveens die ik een week geleden leerde. Toen was het nog makkelijk. Mijn dagelijkse sessies in de geheimen van het Slovenščina hebben nu een andere fase bereikt, de grammatica. Deze ‘vreemde’ vreemde taal heeft vele grammaticale regels en vele uitzonderingen… Continue reading Met de hulp van Kuifje
Love at first ride
Pasja Ravan. The name sounds exotic to my Dutch ears. Every time I see it, I get a vision of an oriental belly dancer. But Pasja Ravan is not oriental nor is she belly dancer. Pasja Ravan is a 1000 meter high mountain near Ljubljana. And I climbed her yesterday by bike.Pasja Ravan is a… Continue reading Love at first ride
‘I hope the Dutch wont discover this’
On a trip a few weeks ago to the quiet unspoiled forests in the south of Slovenia I met a man in the village of Stari Trg ob Kolpi. It was a warm day in the holiday season, but here on the north bank of the river Kolpa things were quiet. The only people around… Continue reading ‘I hope the Dutch wont discover this’
The Slovenian Wildlife (2) Another encounter
I took no chances and approached it with precaution. Was the snake dead or was it alive? I did not know. Snakes are good actors. I saw the fearsome reptile lying at the side of the road when I passed it with my bike. I couldn’t miss this monster. I turned my bike to take a… Continue reading The Slovenian Wildlife (2) Another encounter
In Ljubljana spreken ze… Nederlands?
Nog even en ik begin aan mijn taallessen Sloveens. Vanaf augustus blok ik onder meer op de zes naamvallen van het Sloveens en de tweevoud. Het zal niet meevallen. Ik heb me, tijdens de uitzendingen van de Tour de France op de Sloveense televisie, enkele etappes lang zitten afvragen wie toch die Rumena Majica is… Continue reading In Ljubljana spreken ze… Nederlands?
The Slovenian Wildlife
,,Look’’, my friend Primoz said as he pointed towards the woods where we were driving through. ,,Here you can meet a bear anytime. Really. People go all the way to Alaska for that but we have it here in Slovenia as well.’’I looked around in the 4x4 we were driving and noted with much satisfaction… Continue reading The Slovenian Wildlife
Ljubljana in pictures, last week.
Patriot
The biggest patriots live abroad. Two weeks of living in Slovenia already led me to this conviction. In my homecountry, The Netherlands, you could never spot me wearing anything orange. Queensday, matches of the Dutch soccerteam i experienced it all, dressed in casual anything-but-orange.I never understood my countrymen abroad celebrating Dutch festivities more vigorously than… Continue reading Patriot
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