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Goodbye Holland! We’re leaving …

Plan-C: “Back to Germany and …!”
It’s time to say goodbye, to move on and continue our quest to find a safe place, happiness and maybe a new ‘plan’. Two days ago we needed to find a ‘Plan-C’ because staying in Holland waiting for the hospital to respond is not an option anymore and after a very long consideration, we finally decided that we need to go back to Germany because otherwise, we won’t survive the upcoming winter.

Vil posted in a facebook group to search for ‘everything’ & ‘everywhere’ to stay in Germany and we’ve got a few nice responses, especially one which might will be our new home. It’s a place near to Lübeck and what we’ve been told so far sounds very nice and exciting.

Was fun, ey?
The last hours in Holland are ticking and it’s time for a little retrospective, to look back and remember. All in all, it was very exciting to live in Amsterdam. Ok, it was not always a walk in the park. (PUN!) The start was a complete catastrophe, being totally fucked by his employer (see here: Getting screwed by ORACLE!), we nearly ended up on the streets, but with unimaginable luck, within 72 hours Vil managed to find us a home and a job in one of the best companies he ever worked for.

Back on the phone within the best team ever.
It was a good feeling to be back on the phone. Vil really liked it. He fulfilled his targets with no problem and his manager was totally impressed by his attitude. He became a part of the team and his age was no issue at all, more the opposite. Vil was able to share his experience and helped his teammates actively. No question that this was the team, the company and ‘The Manager’ (HDV – High FIVE Man!) Vil always wanted to work for. Young, vibrant and exceptionally ‘social’. Everything went very well. A sunshine time, with classy colleagues, plenty of laughter and fun, really nice food in the canteen and cool freaky Fridays, but …

… there is always a BUT! …

… then Vil became seriously ‘unfit for work‘ and didn’t really recover since.

‘Unfit for work!’
Even being ‘unfit for work’ this amazing company helped him to survive the last couple of months because they don’t fire him straight away. They even extended the first contract, but now this contract finally ended and we totally understand that they won’t renew the contract anymore because he would need to be permanent now and who would hire a sick guy permanently? No one!

Anyhow, THANK YOU, EVERYONE IT WAS A PLEASURE!

No new Job. Back to Germany and welfare (or not)!
Vil started to apply for new positions, but somehow it doesn’t make any real sense until we have a permanent place to stay and Vil gets finally fixed. Well, maybe Luebeck will be an opportunity. Who knows? Maybe Vil can go back to work online … Anyhow, first we go back to Germany, try to get back into the system and get healthy again.

We know the procedure already because we tried that already at the beginning of our journey, so we know how to deal with the Job-Center, the community and what to do and what to look for. It won’t be easy and a real pain, but that’s no issue at the moment. It’s just a bureaucratic challenge and we didn’t expect much.

For sure Vil will receive all his medication, all the treatments he needs and when we have a place to stay we are ok for the moment, other than that, we don’t need anything else.

We are NO tourists!
But there was not only work and the everyday survival fight, there was also fun and entertainment. We had the chance to experience Amsterdam and the surrounding area besides the tourist tracks and we found a few remarkable locations and spots.

We are no tourists, we really lived in Amsterdam. We knew the neighbourhood and in the morning we greeted our neighbours. In the evening we had our walk. We had our route around, always went to our favourite places and I got a free cookie and a few cuddles everywhere. We became part of our ‘buurt’.

Bottom line. We had a really good time, plenty of fun and we are sorry to say goodbye, but now it’s time to go on and to look forward.

Sunday is moving day. 🙂
The people who offered us a place, they own a small farm with animals, fields, nature, plenty of space and everything we like and I need. They told him that Vil maybe can work there as an ‘Office-Guy for everything’, as a chef or as a handyman in exchange for a place to stay.

[UPDATE: After a very nice chat with our new ‘Neighbour’ we agreed to proceed. Vil already organized a ‘Man with a Van’ who will pick us up and drive us to Lübeck Sunday morning.]

“SeeYouSoonBark”

Plan-C -Back to Germany? (German) – Tl;dr – Suche Irgendwas, irgendwo in Deutschland.

Today we decided to go back to Germany for a while, recover and gain strength. There is no Plan-B: Walking 2.972KM to Spain anymore, we need to postpone this. Now its time for Plan-C: “Go back to Germany and have the lowest welfare Germany has to offer or even nothing. We searched Facebook for groups like “alternative living/housing” and “work for stay”. There we might find something there. We don’t need much, a legal, warm place with internet would be enough. We hope that we can find something and stay there for the upcoming winter.


Hallo alle miteinander,

Tl;dr – Suche Irgendwas, irgendwo in Deutschland.

Zuerst einige Worte über mich. Bis vor zwei Jahren hatte ich eine Familie, ein Haus, Kinder, einen Job und alles was ich zum Leben gebraucht habe. Das Baskenland, Südfrankreich, ein Traum. Mein Plan war es dort alt und glücklich zu werden, aber leider ging dieser Plan nicht auf, so ist das Leben nun einmal.

Nun lebe ich in einem Zelt auf einem Campingplatz in Holland. Ich habe nichts mehr, nur noch ein Zelt und meine treue Gefährtin Indy, ein Labrador und Border Collie Mix, die mich überallhin beleitet. Sie ist das Beste was mir jemals in meinem Leben passiert ist.

Ich habe so einiges versucht wieder auf die Füsse zu kommen, Jobs in Spanien und Holland gefunden, aber meine Gesundheit hat mir am Ende einen dicken Strich durch die Rechnung gemacht. Ich bin voll am Arsch, habe keine Kraft mehr weiter zu kämpfen und muss nach zwei erfolglosen Versuchen vielleicht ein drittes Mal operiert werden, ich muss auf eine Antwort der Klinik warten, aber das dauert bestimmt einige Wochen.

Nun wird die Zeit knapp und ich habe mich nun entschieden nach Deutschland zurück zu kommen. Das ist echt ein Graus, denn ich hatte das vor zwei Jahren schon einmal. Das Jobcenter zickt rum, die Krankenkasse will nicht und am Ende kommt Hartz dabei raus, wenn überhaupt. Ok, das muss jetzt sein, denn es gibt keine Alternative. Gesund werden und weiter schauen.

Ich suche ein Zimmer, Wohngelegenheit, Platz, Garage oder was auch iummer, um dort zu überwintern und vielleicht auch länger zu bleiben. Ich muss mich anmelden können und Internet wäre auch nicht schlecht, aber sonst brauchen wir nicht viel. Es ist egal wo in Deutschland, denn da habe ich keine Preferenzen.

Was kann ich anbieten? Nun, zuerst einmal mich. 🙂 Eine freundliche und lebensbejahende Persönlichkeit. Ich biete etwas Geld und meine Zeit, meine Arbeitskraft sowie Indy, den besten (Wach-)Hund der Welt.

Also, wenn Du irgendwo in Deutschland einen Platz für uns hast, dann sende mir doch bitte eine Nachricht. Lass uns mal kreativ reden und wenn es passt, dann sitzen wir morgen im Zug.

Allen einen wundervollen sonningen Tag zusammen.

Bernd & Indy

Mehr über mich in LinkedIn – https://www.linkedin.com/in/dorfmueller/

Indy‘s BLOG – https://www.indy-ca.com

New Tent – Find the Dog!

Yesterday Vil ordered a new tent at Decathlon. It’s a “POP UP TENT 2 SECONDS 3 FRESH & BLACK I 3 PERSONEN WIT” because our old tent disintegrated slowly. The tent was delivered less than 24 hours later and now we enjoy the comfort of our new home. The tent blocks most of the sunlight and it’s quite chilly inside.

Thank you, Sean and Fiona.

NiceBark

More positive content, please!

Allrite, we agreed on writing more positive posts. Hmmmm, YEAH, I know something…..

Vil bought absolutely embarrassing Bjoern Borg swimming pants. They are red and white striped and a little bit too short, but they cost only 10 Euro and they are worth it. You should see his skinny pale legs. Priceless.

And a Japanese Mario t-shirt with letters he doesn’t know. Any idea [Positive thinking: Vil chatted online right now with M.M. (not the chocolate!). The letters don’t mean ‘Stupid Tourist’ or ‘noodle soup’. Phew… They mean MARIO!

マ is MA リ is RI オ is O

.]

He is ready to swim with me later and we will see how chill the water will be. 🙂

Vil bought a Staatlotterij ticket.
With our luck, we will believe that we will win the Lotterij sometime. It doesn’t need to be the jackpot, we would be ok with the 2nd price. Three fifty wise invested.

12:00 PM – Wake up and a disappointing message (AGAIN!)

Two weeks ago Vil went for a procedure which normally lasts around thirty minutes, but as always, it was a completely different story. The procedure lasted for five hours and after this, they needed to re-schedule, because they made so much ‘minced meat’ inside Vil that they needed to stop, so we waited for two weeks at our camping spot in Uitgeest for ‘Part-II’ and today was the day. We got up very early and I was brought to a friend of us, while Vil went to the hospital.
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Propofol – Vil & M.J. united.

We got up very early and I was brought to a friend of us, while Vil went to the hospital. Vil checked in, got ‘prepared’, for the procedure and at 09:00 he was brought into the theatre and connected to all cables and tubes.

Then the ‘Sleepy Guy’ arrived and started to send him to the ‘Land of Dreams’.

Vil:
“Isn’t that Propofol, the stuff which killed Michel Jackson?”

Sleep Guy with a smile:
“Yes, but the guy who injected the stuff wasn’t as professional as me.”

Vil:
“That’s reassuring.”
Bang! Darkness…