emeraldsroses said:
I'm amazed how you seem to have assimilated to living in the Netherlands during your time here. Why did you end up leaving?
I just loved the city, really felt at home there and tbh its still the one place I think of as 'home' even after leaving it for a while now. The rest of the NL's was lovely, but I'd never have lived away from Amsterdam. I remember visiting it, thinking I had to go back and so I did. Moved over there and got into living there. I was never one for leaving one foot back in the UK and clinging on to things here and one foot over there. It was all or nothing for me. I used to love cycling the city, didn't ever really go near the tourist parts unless I had friends visiting who wanted to see them, and just threw myself into living a Dutch life.
I recall going for drinks one evening at an English couples apartment. Quite a few of us there, all English (it was via work iirc now) One guy I was talking to for a while (with his female friend) then turned to me after my saying something, 'You know, for a Dutch person your English is nearly perfect'

*Nearly* I didn't know to laugh or cry.
I found after about a year of living there and living with a house full of Dutch people, that I really did develop a Dutch accent to my English and most Brits thought I was Dutch. As did most Dutch, in English or Dutch. Always took it as a compliment and it made it easier to integrate also.
I used to pass hours in a cafe where chess and the Dutch Klaver Jasser were played. I was taught KJ by some Dutch friends and got pretty good so used to love going in there and sitting down with the old boys and playing a few hands

And many a night we had all night card games with a house full of friends playing it.
Why did I leave. Good question. I guess a number of reasons. I think if I had not gone when I did I'd have never left. I sometimes have mild regrets about leaving, but on the other hand, when I go back and visit now, its not the same city I fell in love with. It has a different feel to it, an underlying tension that wasn't there before. Maybe if I had stayed I'd have not noticed it or just grown along with it. But it stands out to me now going back.
I still love walking the streets though, seeing the moon along the canals and finding a cafe and drinking decent coffee (non of this Starbucks crap). And Queens Day in the Vondelpark or cycling the Bos, all things I love to do if I am back there.