There are moments in a humble online copywriter and translator’s career that catch you completely off guard. Last week was one of them.
I was deep into proofreading a client’s book draft about the early years of the internet, the kind of meticulous work that pays the bills between translation projects. After the author’s preface, I turned to the opening chapter.
There, staring back at me from the text, was my own name. Not as the proofreader, but as the subject. Ramon Stoppelenburg. Letmestayforaday.com. The Dutch “digital adventurist” who had embarked on what the author called “a revolutionary global journey.”
For a moment, I forgot I was supposed to be checking grammar and fixing typos. Instead, I was reading about my younger self, the guy who, over TWENTY FIVE YEARS ago, created a website that would become what UNESCO now recognizes as Digital Heritage. The same person who had relied entirely on strangers’ kindness for accommodation, documenting every day with photos and stories that somehow captivated a global audience. I had lots of hair, too!
It’s surreal, seeing your past life described as “groundbreaking” and “pioneering” when you’re currently focused on ensuring proper comma placement and smooth sentence flow. The manuscript described how Letmestayforaday.com had “laid conceptual groundwork for later social networking and hospitality platforms”, words that make something I lived through sound almost mythical.
This is the peculiar intersection where my professional life sometimes collides with my personal history. One day I’m translating technical documents from Dutch to English, the next I’m proofreading books that happen to mention my own digital adventures. It’s a reminder that in our interconnected world, the lines between our various identities, past and present, subject and editor, can blur in the most unexpected ways.
The irony isn’t lost on me: I’ve gone from being a “trailblazer in demonstrating the internet’s potential for real-world adventure” to someone who ensures other people’s words about internet adventures are properly spelled and punctuated. 🙂
But maybe that’s just another kind of digital adventure, helping to preserve and polish these stories for future readers, even when one of those stories happens to be your own.
In a previous post, I wrote about how Georgia didn’t work out for me and how I moved on again. After my time in Georgia, I ended up in Casablanca, Morocco, at the invitation of American friends who I met in Cambodia before. I was given the opportunity to “recover and recuperate” entirely at their expenses in their villa, located within a secure complex on the grounds of a large American school campus.
With the last of my money, I booked plane tickets for kitty Shady and me, via Paris, to Casablanca!
Yep, that was quite a view!
To Casablanca, where – after Morocco opened its borders again after the Covid Omicron scares – I was met at the airport on February 9, 2022!
I was offered a room in the family’s three-room villa, equipped with a spacious living room and a large family kitchen, mainly intended for the American expats who worked on the school campus. Breakfast and lunch were always available, and evening dinners were cooked up for me. Alternatively, I joined them to the McDonald’s in the immense Morocco Mall nearby, where they invariably ordered the largest menus to take home (after all, they were Americans), or pizza was ordered for delivery.
This campus was actually not very close to Casablanca, but rather in a pretty empty suburb, far south of the city. This area still contained vast barren agricultural areas in which entire villa districts were planned. Although the sea was visible, the coastal strip was still developing. Even a short walk to the beach was not allowed because of construction activities. In a few years, the Moroccan Riviera will be ready here, intended for the elite.
But then when I took the local cab, also called the “petit cab” (it’s mostly a French-lingo country) it was a completely different experience. These were often old, packed passenger cars, sometimes even with animals on board, that you could stop along the main road. They would drive toward town, stop randomly, and you would literally throw some small change at the driver, and he would leave with smoking tyres. Or I opted for the slightly more expensive cabs via the Bolt ride-share app, but then you’re soon talking about €7 per ride into town, which could end up being quite expensive.
Eventually I got the opportunity to explore the city on my own (my host family left campus mostly just for shopping at the mall), and what a splendor I encountered. The city was steeped in a lot of French-colonial architecture, and palm trees were everywhere, making the comparison to what Phnom Penh was like for a long time, quick. However, in Morocco they were masters at creating remarkably large, green parks. I wore out the soles of my shoes as I wandered through various neighborhoods of this magnificent city.
I had to discover the food on my own, though, as my extremely hospitable host family already pulled a strange face when I pointed out the couscous in the huge Marjane supermarket (where, by the way, I also feasted my eyes: I hadn’t seen supermarkets this big with everything for years).
I like to explore locations with a little help from the locals, so that was slightly more difficult there. Not only because the language of communication was French, but also because my host family was not really interested in Morocco. And they worked all day at the school.
Eventually, I managed to connect with local ladies through dating apps like Tinder and Bumble. It is important to understand that in an Islamic country, “a date” mainly consists of having coffee or dinner together somewhere in public – which suited me perfectly! Any form of PDA, “public display of affection” is not really socially accepted, so I seriously wondered if I was even allowed to give people a hand when getting acquainted. A greeting with three kisses on the cheek or an embrace was out of the question.
Thanks to these apps, I met some nice ladies who, with genuine pleasure, did want to show me something of the city, or take me out to eat at the most unusual local restaurants.
Eating out at the traditional restaurant Le Cuisto in Casablanca
Without any romantic commitments or the like, I was delighted to meet any local and be able to talk to them about life here. They were likewise happy to speak with a foreigner who had their perspective on their city and country. The friendly Asma even took me to Marrakesh!
Marrakesh was a wee bit cold in March!
And, of course, being a big movie lover, we went to the cinema here. Too bad, of course, that all the movies were dubbed in French….
And even though the ladies were over 30, all still living with their parents, they were not so happy with life and opportunities in Morocco and all had plans to leave the country after a certain time. “To France, or Canada. Anything is better than here.”
As much as I enjoyed Casablanca, I paid close attention to what I could undertake here myself. A movie house for the English speakers? But where could I find them? The local drinking holes of the foreign expats in Casablanca was the sports bar of The Irish Pub Casablanca, or very elite the expensive roof top bars, or the Bar Atomic.
The last bar offered almost a Western atmosphere, which is remarkable in a country where drinking alcohol is not encouraged. A local lady had invited me and a friend of hers, a university professor, to come to this bar. However, she arrived 15 minutes late and was not allowed in as a woman alone. The doorman even literally said “whores are not welcome here,” because a woman visiting a pub alone is considered a lady of lust in Casablanca. Eventually the professor and I were able to get her inside, but this incident gives a clear impression of the culture here and explains why the bar was mainly frequented by men.
The existence of such a backwards culture (synonymous with retarded and weak-minded, but I want to keep it neat here while still being absolutely honest), doesn’t exactly make me jump for joy to do very nice things here.
I also had a 90-day visa for Morocco, which meant that after my 90-day stay with my American host family (a full 3 months!), I would have to temporarily leave the country to get a new visa stamp and return. The most budget-friendly option, according to my hosts, was to take a RyanAir flight to Lisbon.
Lisbon. Portugal. European Union. Okay… I had never been to Portugal before and had very little knowledge about it. Friends of mine had been there before and their photos showed the winding hilly streets and charming yellow streetcars that still ran through it. When I started looking at flights to Lisbon, I was actually convinced.
What took me so long?!
I saw much more than narrow streets in a very hilly city. I saw a Golden Gate bridge, huh?, a historically impressive city on the Tagus River (in Portuguese: Tejo), I saw huge amounts of greenery, international cuisine and heard the Portuguese tackedonlanguagewithits3,000vowels. I saw colorful houses!
I put aside my extensive list of learned Moroccan-Arab Darija phrases. Thank you and goodbye. Shukran and beslama.
(And my hosts could have just mentioned Spanish Valencia, but nope, they said Lisbon.)
Long live social media, on which, without much thought, I posted the question if I might know someone who lives in Lisbon, or know someone who lives there. Because I was very interested in visiting this city.
This was even more than I expected from any contact in the city!
Although Casablanca had its own unique charm, it was quite disappointing compared to a city like Lisbon. Especially when it became clear that the upcoming Ramadan, which would fall throughout the month of April that year, would close everything: cinemas, cafes, restaurants and every form of entertainment you can think of in an Islamic country.
It was clear. I just had to quickly swap Casablanca with that offered room for April in Lisbon!
Fortunately, I was doing much better financially and had saved enough to make a move possible. My cat Fifty Shady still had to visit the vet for final vaccinations and a health certificate to fly. I myself also had to arrange a negative Covid test to be allowed to leave the country and travel to Portugal.
I thanked the American host family from the bottom of my heart. It is not natural to take someone in for almost two months, like an extra son or half-brother, and give them all the time they need to recover from a less than successful experience in Georgia.
Ramadan was coming and I was gone!
Casablanca, thank you! But I’m going to look on anyway. Beslama!
And hi Lisbon! Where I ended up living for almost 2 years!
But more on that in a future post!
My name is Ramon, I originate from The Netherlands, and I started calling myself a serial entrepreneur.
Friends would say I do weird things, as I don’t ever wish to get stuck at an office or in an urban rat race, and because I always come up with something great. Not all great things work out, but that’s okay. You fall, you stand up and brush off your knees. Then you go again.
When I was young, at the start of this century, I had created one of the first social networks ever, as I managed to travel the world for free thanks to people who invited me over through a website I created for myself, which I am not allowed to mention here.
Thankfully UNESCO made this Digital Heritage to be preserved forever. Trust me, I use that fact more than having a CV. (It inspired the folks to create Couchsurfing more than it did one Zuckerberg, I presume).
Then I ran a bar/restaurant for years, and wrote a book, while hosting a travel show on Dutch NPO Radio 1, when I wasn’t doing long-distance expedition reporting for Columbus Magazine or Max Models.
After living in Cambodia for over 10 years, where I ran three small community movie theaters in its capital city, produced vegan cheeses, hosted a radio show on the local radio and started a healthy dinner box delivery service, I moved to Tbilisi, Georgia, where I ran an alcoholic cupcakery, then to Casablanca, Morocco, only to end up in the quaint town of Almada, just south of the Tourist Central Station called Lisbon, in Portugal.
Darn, Portugal is beautiful, affordable and delicious! Except during its winter months, so that’s when you can find me in Sri Lanka.
Currently I am mostly active as a dreamer, massage therapist, copywriter, translator, social media assistant for old Fortune 500 men who can’t figure out how their phone works (they exist!) and am an online marketing advisor. In my free time I organize climbs up Mount Kilimanjaro in Tanzania.
Trust me.
Please pursue your dreams, even when they find themselves far away. Actually living your dreams is the most gratifying reason to be alive.
In one of my previous lives I was a big boy publisher, publishing two different monthly magazines.
I was 14 (yes, I had hair).
We are talking about 1989-1991, before I went to hi-jack the newspaper of my high school.
This young publisher had to expand his wings and traveled all the way to the town of Independence in Oregon, USA, where I was under the mentoring wings of former FDNY firefighter-turned highly awarded photographing journalist BILL BONGIORNO (who sadly passed away way too early in the late 90’s) for an entire hot summer of 1991.
It was there where the young staff journalist JOHN OLIVER interviewed me for the local paper Sun-Enterprise.
This might pop up in my upcoming book “WHAT THE HELL DIDN’T YOU DO?!”
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This month marks the end of my first 8 months as a person who only works remotely, doing only online jobs through Upwork.com. That’s where 100% of my income now comes from. Last year I had lost all my savings and was covered by a few friends and family for a few months and slowly climbed out of the rubble.
 So, in no particular order…
The 10 most important things I have learned about working in the online gigs world:
1. Clients (people, businesses or agencies) post their jobs with their budget and you send them a proposal with your rate. Of course there will be many other people bidding a lower rate and most cases these people get the jobs so the client saves money. But stick to your professional expert level and stick to your desired rate. Once the clients find out cheap labour means bad quality rush jobs, they knock on your door. You get paid by the hour (and thanks to a nifty time tracker from Upwork or entered manual hours) or by project (milestone).
2. Get your business profile right. It’s your business card to anybody you send a proposal to. Be in your client shoes. They get the job proposal from you and might click on your profile on Upwork.com. What they read about you is what they get. Be straight to the point, professional and make them want to pick you for the job. You can always add a link to your professional website if you wish to elaborate more on the services you offer. But keep the client impressed: even your website has to be solid professional too.
3. There is no right or wrong answer on the number of hours you need to work. Sometimes it takes 75 hours one week and 30 the next. The following week I work only 4 hours. The most important thing for me was generating income, also for the long run.
4. Burnout happens when you lose control, not when you work hard for long periods of time. Be organised, arrange your time slots, get those bloody yellow post-it notes in your face.
5. Self-care through nutrition, exercise, down-time (doing nothing!), unplugging, etc. is a MUST. You are not a robot and you can’t go on forever. Do something totally different for the same time you “work”. Go to a gym and get a workout done. Turn your favourite song up loud and dance in your living room (nobody seems to do that at an office).
6. If you don’t have a solutions-oriented mentality, you likely won’t enjoy working online through Upwork gigs. “You” are the structure and all resources are available online.
7. Don’t hang around folks who say something like “can’t be done” or “why would you do that stuff?”. Go find people that accomplish difficult things against all odds and who keep on trying and keep going. Find people that inspire you.
8. Toxic clients can destroy your culture, so get rid of them immediately. You are nobody’s slave: end the contract when things take a weird turn or the communication goes off rails while you did your utmost and professional best: take the loss and cut it from your life. And breathe again. That clears up.
9. Stay active online. If you stare at your screen and wonder why nobody wants to hire you, you should quit and get a real job. Like what ordinary people do. But no, we are special people living a special life and doing special jobs. Send in those job proposals – even daily and even when you have ongoing gigs – for anything you could handle. Clients need supermen like us!
10. It’s hard to plan things in advance as jobs come random. I spent plenty of time daily to send in job proposals for any job I could handle and get job contracts offered in return. But suddenly that doesn’t match the planned long weekend out. Make the choice: cancel that weekend or work during that weekend away? Will I miss a solid $800 income or will I enjoy time with family or friends? Decide what you need most at that time.
11. Don’t ever burn bridges. We all make mistakes from time to time. If you do, apologize. Make things right. You might lose an unhappy client. I could tell you about that one time with that loony Fortune500 CEO that was my client and he was a total – but I don’t. Stay humble and friendly. Your personal brand and your network are the most important things you have.
So how is it going for me as a remote worker at the moment? Boy, did things improve! I started rather empty handed, with an empty profile and no reviews, client feedback or recommendations.
Persistence paid off and Upwork gigs became my real life job, which I can schedule whenever I want, wherever I want. And it is finally paying off too.
With Remote Work I don’t mean you working from your way cheaper Caribbean cabin with approval of your boss in New York City. I mean it more the digital nomad way: you can work wherever you are or wherever you want to be. You only need a laptop and a sturdy internet connection. And a bank account to receive money on.
I have always done freelance jobs for over 15 years. As an independent social media specialist I started with applying offline or with actual office visits. Laying out plans or basically offering my services. With moving to the tropics from 2011 I had to depend fully on the internet.
Thankfully the internet grew along and more and more platforms came up helping me pave a way to work online and get paid for the work I did. Online jobs not only gave me flexibility with my time but also allowed me to make my dream of living wherever I wanted come true.
And yes, when I lived in the Netherlands I needed to make at least €3,000 per month to pay the mortgage, insurance premiums and pay a ridiculous amount of tax on everything I earned. Moving to a country where the monthly costs are not even exceeding €1,000 took away a lot of hassles!
It’s not for everybody, of course. But if you seriously crave (and actually can) leave your current rat race life behind and Just Go, go for it. The world has enough people that are totally happy with the security of a huge fixed salary, their house with rent or mortgage, marriage, kids and being home in time for dinner. They really won’t miss you either.
While building a freelance career from zero can be tough, finding remote work (where you can work for a company location independently) doesn’t have to be hard. There are plenty of remote job sites offering fully remote full-time or contract-based positions.
2018: My office in a hostel in Ella, Sri Lanka.
With that said, the internet can be an intimidating place. When I signed up with some platforms, I thought I would never survive this way. Look at all these people already going for these job offers! And they might be so much better than me! And look, their rating on their profile is going through the roof and I have nothing yet! That’s where I kept going. Everybody had to start at that same beginning. I scored jobs, I earned money, people rated me 5 stars and that earned me more jobs!
Below I have collected the 26 best job sites I have ever come across, with some additional information on each so you can find the best one for your needs. Some I use myself, others I have ran away from quickly.
I either got work from these sites, helped or referred others, or have colleagues who got long-term work from trusted companies through these job boards. Did I miss anything new and not listed here? Send it in the comments at the bottom of this blog.
Your remote income is only an app away.
For remote working freelancers: Upwork.com.
Upwork is an American platform, used to be known as Elance in the past. Upwork connects businesses (the clients) with independent professionals (us freelancers) around the globe. It is the world’s largest freelance talent marketplace and that’s why I put it on number one. You can send a proposal to any job you see available. You get paid by Upwork once the job is finished and the client is happy.
Everybody starts at the beginning. And when I signed up I was a novice with no experience or rating on that site. I still proposed to job offers and slowly raised my rates. It took me six months to make a four-figure income per month through jobs I scored through Upwork. www.upwork.com
For Startups, Mostly US-Based: AngelList.
AngelList is basically like Match.com for startups, helping them get connected to both investors and employees. You’ll find 1000s of jobs here at some of the BEST startups around the world. It is very user-friendly and allows you to browse jobs by location, role, technology, and salary. Try this if you want to work at a start-up. www.angel.co/remote
For Creatives: Authentic Jobs.
This site is best for creatives. Enter ‘remote’ in the location box and you’ll get a list of full-time and contract-based (freelance) job opportunities for writers, designers, and other creative professionals. https://authenticjobs.com/
Blockchain Jobs: Cryptocurrency Jobs.
This site is the hotspot for finding blockchain jobs, cryptocurrency jobs, Bitcoin jobs, Ethereum jobs or, DeFi jobs. Absolutely not my niche, but worth a mention on this list. Filter for ‘remote’ in the location search block and get a whole list of blockchain jobs with startups for engineers, designers, customers support, sales, and marketing. www.cryptocurrencyjobs.co
Europe Based: F6S Jobs.
This site is focused on startups in Europe. It’s a home for founders and startup programs with thousands of jobs. www.f6s.com
For Contract-Based Jobs: Freelancer.
Freelancer is one of the world’s largest marketplace for freelancing and crowdsourcing. On this site, you can find work in software dev, writing, data entry, design, engineering, sales/marketing, accounting, and legal. www.freelancer.com
For Designers and Developers: Gun.io.
A site for full-time freelancers in software development, UI/UX, design, project management, etc. Based on your skills, the Gun.io team hand-matches you with clients. www.gun.io
For Freelancers: Guru.
Guru is a marketplace for employers and freelancers to connect, collaborate and get work done on a contract or one-off basis. www.guru.com
For Freelancers: Hubstaff Talent.
This site is a hub for remote startups, software companies, agencies, and e-commerce businesses looking to hire freelancers. Great place to find one-off projects and contract-based work. https://talent.hubstaff.com
A HUGE Job Board For Just About Anything: Indeed.
One of the biggest sites for job seekers where you can find pretty much millions of jobs online. Enter ‘Remote’ in the Where search box to access the list of remote job offers. Tip: You can set up job alerts to be notified by email whenever new jobs match your criteria. www.indeed.com
Diverse Job Board For Everyone: Jobicy.
Categorized remote job board with a diverse range of roles from sales and marketing to finance to programming and design. www.jobicy.com
A Curated Collection Of Job Boards: Jobkit.
A collection of job boards that you can filter by category (creative, freelance, remote, startup etc). Click on ‘Remote’ to view remote job boards. www.jobkit.co
For European Tech Pros: Landing.jobs.
A European online marketplace for folks in the tech field. www.landing.jobs
For anything: LinkedIn.
I suppose you already heard about LinkedIn unless you’re hiding under a rock. But did you know it’s not only for finding 9 to 5 office jobs? LinkedIn offers several remote and freelance positions as well. www.linkedin.com
For Freelancers: PeoplePerHour.
Online marketplace for freelance work and services. It’s like Fiverr, where you can set up your skills for anybody who needs to book them from you. www.peopleperhour.com
For Interpretation, Transcription and Translation Professionals: ProZ.com.
This site is the leading source for finding freelance translation, transcription and interpretation jobs. It took me over one hour from registering to get everything set up an once it did not accept my US bank account for payments while living in the European Union, I gave up the idea of ever working with ProZ. www.proz.com
For Latin Americans: RemoteCo
This site is dedicated to connecting SMEs to remote workers in Latin America. www.remoteco.com
For All Things Remote Work: Remote Co.
Remote companies, remote workers, remote work articles, online courses, remote jobs, career coaching and so much more for remote workers. www.remote.co
Diverse Job Board For Remote Work: Remote Ok.
Categorized high-quality remote job board with a diverse range of roles. Roles range from sales and marketing to finance and legal to programming and design. www.remoteok.com
Diverse Job Board For Remote Work: Remote Work.
Categorized high-quality remote job board with a diverse range of roles. Roles range from sales and marketing to finance and legal to programming and design. www.remote.work
Diverse Job Board For Remote Work: Remotive.
A robust job board for roles in about every industry. You can find work for every niche, including sales, finance, design, and tech. www.remotive.com
For Developers: TechMeAbroad.
TechMeAbroad only lists jobs from tech startups and companies offering visa sponsorship. Find the job of your dreams, in the country of your dreams. www.techmeabroad.com
For Anyone: The Muse.
Enter ‘Remote’ in the Location search box and select ‘Flexible/Remote’ to access a wide range of remote and location-free jobs in any field. www.themuse.com
For Developers, Designers and Finance Professionals: Toptal.
Exclusive network of the top freelance software developers, designers, and finance experts in the world. And when I say The Top, they mean the top 3% best of them. They provide access to top companies, a community of experts, and resources that can help accelerate your career. www.toptal.com
My bilingual friends love using this site to find remote translation and one-off projects. Interpretation, transcription, and translation freelance jobs. The site’s design will bring you back to 1995, so don’t be afraid to slowly take it all in. This ain’t 2022 anymore, Toto. www.translatorscafe.com
Huge Remote Database For Anyone: We Work Remotely.
One of my go-to favorites. On this awesome site, you can find remote (fulltime) jobs in marketing, design, programming, customer support, DevOps and sysadmin, copyrighting, business/exec, and management. Companies pay already $299 to post one job on it, so that seriously raises the bar for everybody. www.weworkremotely.com
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I’m fully vaccinated and got boostered last week. No, I don’t know “what’s in it”. Neither this vaccine or the ones I had as a child. Nor do I know what’s in the 11 secret herbs and spices at KFC.
I also don’t know exactly what’s in Ibuprofen or Tylenol — they just cure my headaches & my pains.
I don’t know what’s in tattoo ink, botox and fillers, or every ingredient in my soap, shampoo or deodorants.
I don’t know the long term effect of mobile phone use, or whether or not that restaurant I ate at yesterday REALLY used clean foods and washed their hands.
There’s a lot of things I don’t know.
I do know one thing: life is short. Very short. And I, personally, still want to do things. I want to travel and hug people without fear, and find a little feeling of life “before”.
Throughout my life I’ve been vaccinated against many diseases. Measles, mumps, rubella, polio, chickenpox, hepatitis, pneumonia, influenza, rotavirus, tetanus, pertussis, rabies, yellow fever, typhoid and cholera. My parents (and I) trusted the science.
And bummer, I had a fit with typhoid for a few months in my life. No fun. It was like all the Dengue I had, times 10. It was a variant I wasn’t vaccinated against.
I’m vaccinated. Not to please a government. Or the lady at the store next door. Or to get a Green pass on my app.
Not to make other people do it. But I don’t want to not to die from Covid-19, clutter a hospital bed if I get sick, not able to hug my loved ones, have to test myself routinely and live my life in fear.
There was a loud banging on my door this morning. My neighbor from next door. A rather big-sized, older Georgian man. He was red faced and pointing to his throat with panic. Within five seconds I was Heimliching behind him. With success, because he left a piece of a bar of granola on the floor.
Fifteen minutes later we were having coffee at my place and we try to understand each other. He doesn’t speak a word of English and I don’t speak Kartvelian. He walked back to his apartment, came back and handed me a box of granola bars. He doesn’t need them anymore.
So this is the GOODBYE CAMBODIA post as I left the country on August 13, 2021. I thank everybody who has ever supported me on this almost 12-year journey. An utmost colorful chapter in the book of my life.
Thank you for your connection here, your dedication in Phnom Penh, your time to escape to the most comfortable movie theater South-East Asia has ever had, and your desire to see it grow into what it became.
Kolyan Keth now runs the Foodoo – The $5 Gourmet Dinner Box project, which I founded when I saw the need for dinner box deliveries three years ago. My pride and joy for better bread baking in Cambodia, Sandwich Heaven, is passed onto the hands of the highly professional Khmer managers. I keep the secret recipes for my vegetarian nut cheeses by The Nutcracker with me (I can always restart such production elsewhere again). The Phnom Penh’s English Book Exchange with a collection over over +1250 English fiction books has moved to Botanico Wine & Beer Garden.
My latest project, the literary magazine The Quiet Reader, will always stay an online project with the world’s most beautiful short stories by new and emerging authors. But imagine a Best Of-book, one day. To be continued…
The Flicks Community Movie House is closed forever and the venue has been stripped bare. What an enormous joy and connection with the community that job gave me. I don’t think I will ever meet that many people as through an operation like that.
I am so happy the ceiling plates did not fall down in the last weeks, the projector lamp didn’t die, the AC only needed one final re-gas, nobody fell through the termite infested floor planks below the carpet — so it can all nicely collapse on its own, in peace.
Living in Cambodia allowed me to travel and experience the different cultures in Thailand, Vietnam, Laos, Indonesia (where the earthquake tremors gave me some serious PTSD for months), Singapore, Malaysia, but also further away in Japan (which is “the most beautiful woman I have ever met, but I have no clue what she’s saying”), South Korea and China.
Thanks for all the memories, drinks, the foods, foreign friends visiting, the laughs, the journeys, pub quizzes, bike rides, brunches, beaches, sports, islands, and the many celebrations that made it all too unforgettable for the rest of my life.
Cambodia surely has its ups and downs and I have had my share (and enough) of all tropical diseases you can throw at me (I will tell you about that unforgettable typhoid experience for a few beers), but they are experiences nobody can ever take away from me.
There is a expression going around that if you can’t handle yourself (or a business) in Cambodia, you can’t handle yourself anywhere else and I see a good sense of truth in there.
Cambodia is a weird, sometimes baffling, but other times a true magical kingdom of wonder – that will always keep you wondering (and bribing the relevant ministries).
I am moving on, pursuing my dreams and passions. It’s time for a new life elsewhere.
To cite a recent fan mail: Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. THANK YOU.
Update: I returned back to live in Cambodia in March 2025. More about this later.
I escaped my home in Amsterdam for a week off and bought myself a night train ride to Italy. And after a few days in the metropolis city of Milan, I continued on to Rome in a 3-hour train ride through the green country side. I was able to couchsurf with a young Italian couple living in the outer suburbs of Rome.
They basically took my hand and dragged me along in their Italian life. When they were working, I managed to explore Vatican City, I saw the Pantheon, ate pizzas and saw the impressive Colosseum. And I probably visited all 19 basilicas, because I am a nerd. And I did what the Romans do: eat all that delicious gelato ice cream. All day long. It was a hot summer day.
In the early evenings I would meet up with my hosts again and life was very pleasant. We played music, they invited friends over or we went out for drinks.
I was very lucky when one of my hosts had to work in the security department of a big stadium concert. If I wanted to join her. Yes, of course. It was a concert by Tiziano Ferro. “He is the Michael Jackson of Italy. Our biggest pop star!”, she said. I remembered that name. Tiziano had a little summer hit in The Netherlands earlier (youtube). Thanks to my hostess I was able to get into the stadium if I only could just help out the people in their wheelchair area in front of the stage and make sure they are all happy there. What a blast that was. And the crowd sung along. I learned some more Italian and the concert was an absolute joy to attend.
It was just after the show, when I was taken backstage in the catacombs of the stadium and waiting for my hostess to be finished with her job, when the mood changed by a full180 degrees.
I had a received a text message on my phone from a good friend in The Netherlands. Everybody around me seemed to have received such a message. People were on their phone sending more messages. This wasn’t the time yet when we all had data and could surf to the BBC website for a news update. It went by phone and texts. People were in disbelief. Some people cried.
The night ended in mourning. Playing the music. Sharing stories. Have more wine or beer. Staring out of the windows.
In 2020, I was among the final 50 candidates out of a total of 2,400 applications for NASA’s astronaut candidate program. I didn’t make it to the final 24 candidates. No other Dutch person either.
I am an individual.
And I take everything seriously. Except myself.
I cannot control how I am perceived, only how I am presented.
So I dance like everyone is watching and I don’t give a shit.
Without me, I’ve got nothing.
So when times get tough,
I choose downward dog over downward spiral.
I eat eggs and bacon in the morning, do push-ups before bed time, and ‘Look hot’ is always on my to-do list (right before ‘Go out into the world and kick some ass’).
I can get what I want.
But I can’t get it alone.
So I pull over to ask for directions. I never turn down a free lesson in anything, and when life gives me lemons, I find someone who wants lemons and sell them at a premium.
I am bullshit-intolerant, because lying only complicates everything.
I assume that assuming is a bad idea, and that trying to change people is not my job.
I am replaceable, but I bust up my ass to make sure it’s not so obvious. I never give up, I never give in, and when somebody makes me really angry, I do fifty pushups. (That will show ‘em).
While I know that most people don’t bite, I know the ones that do are usually worse off than me.
So I help strangers carry heavy things.
I never let anyone ruin my day and if I have time to judge someone, I’ll judge myself.
I am not for everyone and everyone is not for me.
So, I just do me,
one day at a time
and see what happens.
Fortunately, I was doing much better financially and had saved enough to make a move possible. My cat Fifty Shady still had to visit the vet for final vaccinations and a health certificate to fly. I myself also had to arrange a negative Covid test to be allowed to leave the country and travel to Portugal.
