Every morning it's the same story. I get up, then Sage joins Beth in bed for more lounging. Notice the cup of hot coffee that was delivered to her bedside. She won't even wake up enough to grab the remote control until that coffee is delivered. It's a rough life! And look how pleased she is that I'm taking the picture...can't wait to see her face when she see's that I've posted this!
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Ok what do I need to do to get both this terrible picture and your comment removed :)
So, now you want to bargain? Als je dit verwijderde wil, Ik wil graag een flesje rode wijn en behandelde zoals een koning voor een dag.
You know that there are ways to translate anything through the wonders of the internet?!?!?!
i wish i could get permission to get a dog/pet much less get coffee delivered to me in bed!
Ah ja, maar wat een koning zonder zijn koningin? is!
Gezellig! .... and that one doesn't translate well in an internet engine ;-)
incredible quality of life in Amsterdam. What is Gezellig ?
While there really is no English translation for the word, it is best defined as;
Gezellig (Geh-ZEL-ick) - companionable, sociable, convivial, snug, cozy, social.
A gezellig environment is one that allows good times to happen. It's almost like a vibe. And it's contagious. A gezellig place is cozy and inviting and full of gezellig things that make it so gezellig. A two-hour leisurely meal with friends is quite gezellig. Eating a Big Mac on your lap in the car is not.
While every nationality likes coziness to some degree, the Dutch love gezellig-ness so much that their whole society is geared towards it. It is said that the quest for gezellig is largely responsible for the incredible quality of life in Amsterdam.
That's actually a pretty good definition. I must be conversing with a Dutch person? Having only lived here 7 months, I'm still learning the "gezellig" state of mind myself.
I first heard the word when standing in the park, late at night, after two hours of conversation, many cups of hot tea, and 3 exhausted dogs finally worn out and sitting at our feet. One of our Dutch friends eyes glazed over a bit as she smiled, looked off into the distance and said to herself, "Gezellig".
It is a vibe. It's a way of living. It's an openess to life. It can't be forced, it has to be lived, experienced. And you are absolutely right...it is contagious, infectious, and terminal. I've spoken with several Americans now who have lived here for some time. They say it changes you. They say we won't be able to go back. At this stage of the game, I believe them.
*This* is the life!
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