When I tell people I’ll be going to Australia for six months, the most react with some variation on I wouldn’t dare to do that/’That’s so brave/I would be shitscared’, After which they sort of expect to say someting like, while lookign very herotic and brave, that I’m not scared at all/ I don’t know the meaning of fear/ Homesickness is for the weak (which I don’t think, just to be clear). And I tell them variation on that, I tell them that I can’t wait to leave Holland again.
I got my visa! Finally! So much trouble, but it all worked out. As you all know, well the ones who actually read my blog, for the visa I wanted I needed to be nominated by the organization. Before the organization can nominate somebody, they need to be a sponsor, which ‘my’ organization told me they were. So I looked into all the forms and things that needed to be filled out ect, which took forever. Which gave me a lot of stress, but I managed to fill everything out and add all the documents that needed to be added. The organization faxed it to the goverment, and got a email back stating that they weren’t a approved sponsor for that visa number. Appereantly there are different sponsortypes for different visa. Who knew.