Danish input

We always work with volunteers. I wouldn’t like to change that. That is the reason there are always all kinds of people around, people you normally wouldn’t meet.

We don’t receive so many guests coming from Vietnam, Canada or even Denmark.

A nice way of hearing stories of people of other cultures.

A danish volunteer

I know a lot more about Denmark then I ever knew. We all know that Denmark is one of the most ideal countries in Europe. Democratic, liberal, prosperous – everybody wants to live in a country like that!

The weather is about the only disadvantage there.

Lots of low-hanging grey skies. Yes, that’s familiar. Our home-country, Holland, has a similar climate. But for the rest it’s ideal. So, why wouldn’t you stay in such a comfortable homeland?

If you want to see something of the world, you’ll have to go. Cille wanted that, and could do it because of her student-salary. You get a salary as a danish student, and education is completely free. If you have a job at the side, you’ll manage perfectly. Then you can move out of your parents’ house at a normal age, like beginning 20. Not necessary to live with your parents for ever because you can’t build a life on half-year-contracts and a high rent every month.

Away from home

Cille went backpacking to Asia, Australia and New-Zealand – what so many students do. She tells me about her travels, and for example, that you have to put on sunscreen every day, because the ozone layer is completely gone. (I don’t have to travel, I get all the stories and the latest news served at home. Very comfortable.)

Now she’s travelling Europe. Italy was the first goal, and now Portugal.

When we started here, we had some beautiful ideals. One of them was that we would create a sanctuary – a place where the most improbable encounters could happen. From time to time it happens indeed – I mean the improbable – there are many people who find each other here. There already started plenty of friendships here, even serious relationships.

When I went to the kitchen yesterday evening, Cille was talking to a newly arrived camping guest. A retired police officer, a former detective. We had a nice conversation about following your dream, leave everything behind, while you do not know what will be next.

For Cille, at her age, maybe a little “more normal” than for us – middle age, after all – but how many people leave their routine behind to do something new, if you do not know what’s coming?

Follow your dream

The police officer, former detective has sold everything and went on a world trip with his caravan. His whole social environment fell over when they heard that. Cille left a comfortable life behind to do the same, but without the caravan. Common ground was the unplanned future. “Somebody has to host it?” I said, laughing, when they asked about my next dream.

Pooh! Imagine! Leave everything behind and start again! That’s something!

For the time being, I’m good here. As long as there keep on passing danish philosophy students and former detectives with a new life, I don’t have to go out of my comfort zone.

Nice conversations with nice people. Isn’t that what it is all about?