Grens voor Roemenen en Bulgaren 3 jaar dicht

Cu alte cuvinte, pentru urmatorii trei ani romanii si bulgarii nu au acces pe piata muncii in Olanda. Doar daca detin un permis de munca. Acesta se obtine de angajator, dar nu se incumeta nimeni pentru ca e alergatura, timp pierdut si necesita multi bani. Se poate aplica pentru un permis de munca si personal,daca statul tau este legal. E mai complicat. De fapt vine dupa ce ai aplicat pentru rezidenta, si ai primit raspuns pozitiv, plus aproape 900 de euro achitati la depunerea dosarului. Acea viza iti da aproape aceleasi drepturi ca ale unui cetatean olandez, mai putin cel de vot.
Intratii in UE din 2004, precum polonezii ungurii,grecii, au avut acelasi regim, din mai anul acesta fiind liberi sa munceasca aici.
In urma cu citeva zile au anuntat ca pina in iulie 2009 nici nu se pune problema de a deschide „granitele” pentru munca la liber. Se pare ca au fost unanimi cind au votat ca 3 ani de acum sa nu se deschida, avind exemplul polonezilor veniti aici in numar excesiv de mare.
Intr-un fel,sau la prima vedere, pare discriminatoriu, dar in fapt nu este.
E un subiect amplu care oricind ar putea fi dezbatut. E bine sau nu e bine ca au decis asa?

‘Live and let live’

The Dutch are neither the clog-wearing windmill-dwellers of popular folklore, nor the drug-dealing pornographers which they have been made out to be in recent times. Few Dutch people would recognize themselves in such stereotypes. They are certainly a unique people and this begins with the fact that they have quite literally had to create their own country in the face of overwhelming natural adversity. To do this they have had to be both ingenious and courageous, two traits that are as common today as they have ever been. As a country, the Netherlands has a liberal image which stems from pragmatism and a ‘live and let live’ attitude. The historical roots of this provide an interesting look into the Dutch soul.

Live and let live – When visiting the Netherlands for the first time, you will probably be struck by the fact that everyone here is quite absorbed with his or her own piece of social space. People don’t immediately speak to strangers, on the trains everyone tries to get a seat where they can sit alone and the foreign visitor soon has the feeling that he or she is being ignored. However, the latter is usually not the case, because when you do address them you’ll be surprised at the friendliness of their response.The Dutch usually keep their homes very private, so it is a rare treat to be invited into a Dutch home. You may have to know someone for months before he or she actually invites you home. And the Dutch usually do not associate hospitality with food: you will only be invited to eat in a Dutch home after a very long friendship. The Dutch like to keep a certain distance from others, and that is really not so strange in a country that is amongst the most densely populated nations in the world. The Dutch also like to congratulate themselves on their tolerance, but the correct description for this character trait is ‘live and let live’. A sort of: ‘if you leave me alone then I’ll leave you alone.’ This way we have fewer conflicts.

http://www.thehollandring.com/

De marti

Pina sa plec de-acasa, ieri, s-au tot perindat politisti care au nimerit taman soneria noastra sa le deschidem. Dar au urcat de fiecare data citeva trepte in plus sa-mi multumeasca pentru amabilitate. Inca n-au terminat de debarasat/cercetat apartamentul cu „cultura”.

Abureala in care am trait luni s-a limpezit ieri. Le-am cumparat pisicilor rumegus in loc de nisip si mincare pt pisici in toata firea, nu pentru junioare. 🙂 Casuta sau chestia de catarat le-am luat-o voit si nu dintr-un impuls generat de „ocul dracului”. Fara macar sa ma gindesc, culoarea pusca perfect cu ce e in living.

La plecarea spre casa am intrebat o colega ce face in week-end, ceva planuri marete? Nu, pe-acasa si ceva spontan. Bine, zic, atunci weekend placut, ne vedem saptamina viitoare! Miine iar ne intilnim. Eu ieri am trait stiind ca e joi.

-4 grade Celsius

S-a facut frig…Frig de-au inghetat apele la propriu.
Saptamina mea incepe martea. Asa ca m-am trezit cu noaptea-n cap, la 6 jumatate, cind era intuneric-intuneric afara si frig-frig. Mai bine-asa decit ploaie, ma incurajez eu. Dupa ora de olandeza m-am oprit in parc si am „cules” ce vedeti mai jos.


Ratele au zburat de pe canale si lucreaza impreuna sa nu inghete apa. Unele se odihnesc pina le vine schimbul.

Acum doua saptamini anuntau cea mai calduroasa luna noiembrie din foarte multi ani. Saptamina trecuta a plouat in ura, iar pentru saptamina asta, cum se vede si cum simt (din plin), ne-a lovit un ghetar.
Dar ce e mai frumos, cind ajungi acasa, cu nasul rosu si degetele inghetate, sa bei o ciocolata fierbinte si sa-ti toarca pisica, lenes, in brate?