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 January 26, 2005Ask not what you can do for your country, but what your country can do for youOr: crime does pay in The Netherlands
A bank robber has been allowed to claim the cost of a pistol used in a hold-up as a legitimate business expense.
A Dutch court has permitted the 46-year-old man to set the €2000 ($3400) cost of the gun against his gross proceeds of €6750, gained during his raid on a bank in the southern town of Chaam. The judge at Breda Criminal Court duly reduced his fine by the same amount, while sentencing him to four years in jail.
Am I the only one finding this a little strange? January 25, 2005I didn’t even got a chance to blink!For me, it feels like my last school exams were like yesterday. What? 10 weeks? You’ve got to be kidding me. I have? What? Re-exam? Organisation & Management? Tonight? Tonight tonight? I hope I pass. Sure, I’ve studied the likes of Porter, Reddin, Fayol & Taylor. AGAIN. Remember, last time me and about 80% of the class didn’t pass the *beep* exam? In my opinion, that says more about the teacher than about the students. How’s that for a theory. I’m such a visionary. And hopefully one day a student that passed this exam. …TONIGHT? January 18, 2005Rifle Madnessor: Our trip part II, December 19 Ofcoure we HAD to leave Frisco. Sad. Sad. Sad. But our rental car was waiting to take us through California. Et voilá: la rental car:
Our first stop? The Winchester Mystery House in San Jose, CA. We arrived when it was already getting dark. As if we didn’t learn from the spooky evening Alcatraz tour. We had to do another creepy thing in the dark. Now this was VERY spooky. The wife of late Mr. Winchester (yes the rifle) believed she was haunted by the ghosts of all people killed by a Winchester rifle. And the story goes that a fortune teller told Mrs. Sarah Winchester, that as long as she kept renovating and constructing her house, the ghosts couldn’t find her. So Mrs. Winchester, build and build and build and build and build until she died. Leaving this little house:
Did I say I LOVED the stain glass windows? January 17, 2005January 14, 2005Frisco and the rubber duckor: Our trip part I, December 15 – 19 Travel stories & pictures. FINALLY. Our trip to lovely California started in San Francisco, where we stayed for 4 days. We stayed in the Chancellor Hotel on Powell Street, about a 5 second walk from Union Square. I highly recommend this hotel: can’t beat the location or the complimentary rubber duck.
The hills of San Fran don’t just appear in movies. They are very real as were my tired legs. No need to exercise when you live there! And climbing those hills I had a few moments where I couldn’t catch my breath and I realized I could do more exercise when we get home. We also took the cable tram thingie a lot of times, which was fun.
San Francisco has many things to do and see. And like good little tourists do we visited Lombard street, palace of fine arts & ‘The painted ladies’.
We also went on an evening cruise to Alcatraz. As we were on Alcatraz island it was getting darker and darker and darker outside. Very exciting.
And we weren’t joking about wanting to live here. We found a perfect apartment building on NobHill. That reminds me, I should add a Paypal button to this weblog. *grin* Something VERY different now. The accent. We had to get used to the Californian accent. I don’t know what’s different about it but sometimes we just didn’t understand. We had a few conversations like this: Cashier: one BLT and one chicken sandwich? Mr. Sweety to me: What did he say? Stay tuned for more California travel stories & pictures! January 10, 2005Caption Time!... the first Monday back to work after a 5 week holiday is tough. So I need lots of captions to the picture below to make me smile again ;) Do what you do best:
January 8, 2005I left my heart in SanFranWe’re back! We’re back since Monday to be honest. I had the week of from work and had plenty of time to post. Why did I neglect my weblog? Two things: a big ass jetlag and a severe case of after holiday blues. The jetlag lasted until yesterday and the holiday blues made me sad. Like PMS without chocolate sad. Coming back to normal life from a 3 week fantastic holiday is like putting on shoes you haven’t worn in a year. They look a bit familiar, feel funny and when you walk you feel like you’re walking on eggshells. The sadness mainly comes from – I know this is going to sound like I’m completely weird – feeling at home in the US and not here, in The Netherlands. I can’t tell you why, but leaving that country brakes my heart. Besides that I’m so not looking forward to going back to work. 2 elements in ‘The Life of Sweety’ that are going to have to change. As of Monday I’m on job hunt. I’m not in a major hurry, but by Christmas next year I definitely don’t want to work for my boss who came back from hell to make my working days miserable. It would be nice if this job was situated in the US, however chances of that are slim. What I will do is a 110% devotion to my study. So by the time I have my degree; I will be able to apply for proper jobs in the US. On a happier note: we had a fabulous time in the US. Especially in San Francisco. We LOVED it. We could SO live there. Expect many stories & pictures soon! And also: a very happy New Year to all of you!
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