ik woon in Finland
September 12th, 2007
and that’s about all i can say in Nederlands, for now.
Yesterday was the first dutch lesson. To our surprise the teacher was a youngish, very enigmatic guy with big curly hair… easygoing and talkative, just like all the dutch guys I’ve met. “You know what,” I said to Kaisa after the lesson, “I am gonna marry a dutch man. They are talkative enough for me. It’s destiny.”
What I hate most about Finland is the casual manners. Or total lack of manners, I should say. Especially when it comes to dating. I want to be called, not text-messaged. Or at least not messaged when drunk. I want to be asked out. In no circumstances do I want to be groped. Maybe I am getting old or something but manners is the thing I first pay attention to in people.
Okay, that’s it for a rant. Maybe we could start with developing better ways of greeting? Hugging is reserved for close friends and shaking hands is just awkward. When will the cheek-kissing reach this hemisphere?