My journey; moving with my wife and 2 small kids to another country/city and trying to build up a business in another culture. End of October 2019 we left one of the most beautiful cities: Utrecht and headed to Frankfurt..
I would like to share a little bit of my journey of the last couple of months with you all.
My journey; moving with my wife and 2 small kids to another country/city and trying to build up a business in another culture (which I thought was quite similar…).
End of October 2019 we left one of the most beautiful cities: Utrecht and headed to Frankfurt. Utrecht, the city where I lived as a student and got to know myself. The city where I met my wife. The city where my sons were born. The city with the headquarters of our company.
The last couple of weeks (maybe months) when we still lived in The Netherlands, I rode through the city on my typical old Dutch city-bike, with a melancholic feeling. I knew I would leave the city soon. I knew I chose for this adventure but nevertheless I became a little sentimental because of all the memories… but a new adventure awaited me!
So, we are living in Frankfurt am Main now. For about 6 months. One of the most challenging things in the beginning was finding a house. Especially because we wanted a home close to the center and preferably with a garden for our two energetic sons.
Because of those wishes it took us a couple of months longer than expected. Which of course is sometimes a little frustrating, but we now have a very fine house with a garden and close to the center and the office! So, what do I need more (apart from new business, of course)
In the beginning it was harder to adjust than we thought. People are more different than we thought, the mentality is different, and it is a real business city. The city is also not that bicycle friendly and we noticed that the Germans like to tell us that we are doing things wrong in traffic (or better not be there with our annoying bikes, especially those big cargo bikes with kids in it… and I might actually agree on that with the Germans). One of my most bizarre moments was that an agent stopped me when I was riding my bike. It was because of the fact that I don t have handbrakes on my bike, but I only have a reverse pedal brake... (which is hard to explain if you are just speaking ski holiday German). Fortunately, the nice officer let me go home and gave me the advice to put some handbrakes on my bike.
I once lived in Wuxi, China (which was a magnificent experience by the way) and then of course I expected some cultural differences. Maybe a little naïve, but I expected this time less differences then moving to Asia.
If you’d like to talk about our business, or about all the things I experienced with cultural differences feel free to contact me!
Next time I will come back on the subject: Why Frankfurt am Main, Why Germany.