So much about excitement of going to Holland. The horses were beautiful, Hanka only slightly annoying, but the so called employers turned my very short stay into hell. Have you ever noticed that people who have money tend to treat you as if they owned you?
I won’t bore with details of the worst job I ever had in my life, I won’t tell you about never ending unpaid overtimes, wage that was lower than Dutch minimum wage, midnight phone calls to ask me if I could take a video of a horse, attempts to turn me into a maid or refusals to give me a contract, it all resulted in me simply buying a ticket home and leaving as soon as I could.
Now I’m reporting the Tromp family to local offices and I’m hoping no one will ever have to suffer as I did working for them. 
So much to Holland, amazing Holland. Oh, one more thing. Watch out for bikers. They can legally run over you if you don’t clear the way for them on time. I’ve got some personal experience.
P.S.: That pic is obviously not from Holland. That country doesn’t even have hills. HILLS!
Image by Dave Haygarth via Flickr
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haha… hey… they have Maxima, she is from Argentina… lol. I thought those things like unpaid employments only happened in my country and 3rd world, what a shame. As regards the bikers, maybe they drive like that cause they are high all the time, they must be very dangerous. So like Iron Maiden says… RUN TO THE HILLS… RUN FOR YOU LIIIFE!!.
That’s an interesting new insight… You might be true, Holland is Holland, jejeje.