Sometimes I feel homesick. Although it is indescribably beautiful over here, I don’t feel rooted (yet). I often feel lonely and displaced. I think it’s only fair to show that side of the story as well, rather than only sending beautiful images into the world. Emigrating is no picknick, emotionally. I won’t lie, it certainly helps if you’re sitting on a cliff somewhere, high above the sea, and you see a shoal of dolphins swimming below you. The people are definitely welcoming. And there is plenty to criticise about the Netherlands. But in the end, it is where I came from, and I miss the beautiful sides that small country ALSO has.