READING ABOUT CURACAO

Each morning while working on my dear

Mac, I enjoy the view from my office

window. Thanks to blossoming of the

typical Curacao Wayaca trees in the

garden of the neighbors across the

street, it is even more extra ordinary,

lately. With its thousand-and-one tiny

lilac flowers and the little white whirling

butterflies, it stands next to the solid

Frangipani tree with its strange pink

flowers.

In our garden, the old Canepa tree, which provides a

welcoming cooling shade, plays a game of light with the

early morning sun. The yellow-green coloured

parakeets flying by and the singing of flamboyant

trupials, busy mockingbirds and quick bananaquits

makes this scene, illuminated by the soft sunlight, feel

like pure paradise.

With such a view, there is nothing better in life than to

be a graphic designer in Curaçao.

I am grateful for the house, I have

been living in for almost a decade.

I enjoyed every minute of it. And I

still do. I love the neighborhood I

live in. It is classy and peaceful. It

is a joy to walk through its streets

in the mornings. Protected by the

shades of the many old trees,

every step brings a new amazing

scenery with cheerful birds and

colourful flowers.

The house is up for sale now. It is waiting for new owners

who will respect and love it like we do.

Soon I will be moving back to The Netherlands. I am ready to

find a house and neighborhood like this. A spacious, sunny

and solid house in a quiet and peaceful neighborhood of

Breda.

I am blessed that I had the opportunity to live in Curacao for

11 years.