In the Netherlands there are international schools, and Catholic schools, and bilingual schools and schools that focus on the Humanities, schools that prepare kids for university, or for various professions – there are altogether too many choices to get my head around, frankly. Oh, and I checked out the website of one school, and in the news-bit they said that all but 30 of the applicants got in, or something like that, which means we have to choose a first- and a second-choice school, just in case. Yay.
And where do we want to live? I’d like to be near a park – Utrecht is littered with them. I like living near water: Utrecht is also littered with canals. Bike paths and public transit? Everywhere. Do we want a smallish house right in town? If we moved further out, we could have more space (more space for me to dust and vacuum, urgh. Okay let’s go with small and central). Oh look, I feed in my criteria and funda.nl finds 97 houses for sale right now that meet said criteria. There are too. many. choices! For someone who has trouble focusing on anything long enough to finish a sentence, this is a problem.
So DrBob was just up there, seeing his office, talking to his boss (Head of the Language department, named Hendrix, how cool is that?), etc, and he got back today. He said that the guy did mention that Amsterdam is only half an hour from Utrecht by train, so we could live in Amsterdam if we want!
Oh joy. More choices. Just what I need.
Song du jour of the day: Anchorage, by Michelle Shocked.