why I HATED living in The Netherlands 🇳🇱

Hello and welcome back to a new video. So

today I want to talk about why I hated

living in the Netherlands. So as you may

know, I lived in the Netherlands for about

4 or 5 months last year until December

27th, and it was hands down the worst

country I've ever lived in.

Unfortunately, I cannot recommend the

Netherlands as a country to live in. It

just was not up to my standards in any way

at all, and I decided to make a 3-point

video explaining why I really hated living

there and I would never go back there and

I would never suggest living there. Okay,

so my first complaint about living there

was the smell. It stinks. It stunk of

weed, if you know what that means.

Everywhere you go on the streets,

especially in Amsterdam, all over the

place when you're just walking around,

everywhere smells like weed. And if you

don't know what weed smells like, well,

it smells like armpit, to be honest.

There isn't really much difference between

the smell of my armpit and the smell of

weed. Now, I don't really mind the smell

of my own armpits, but I don't really want

to be smelling armpit when I'm just

walking around going shopping outside.

It's just kind of disgusting. It has a

really musty, pungent musk that just wafts

around in the air. Even when I didn't go

outside, even when I was just staying at

home, my neighbors upstairs would be

smoking the weed almost every day, and

then the smell would waft down into my

apartment somehow. I don't even know how I

could smell it because I always had the

windows closed I had the doors closed,

but apparently the smell was able to waft

down and you could just smell this strong,

pungent smell of armpits or

weed, and it was just horrible. I don't

want to smell that. I have nothing against

people smoking it. I think it's fine if

you just want to relax at home and you

want to do some weed, but I don't want

that stuff going up into my nostrils

involuntarily. The second reason why I

would not go to the Netherlands again is

because it's just insanely expensive to

live there. Rent, the cost of living there

and the cost of rent is just insane

compared to other cities like Osaka or

Tokyo or Seoul. Living in Rotterdam was—

I'm not exaggerating when I say this, but

I was probably spending— I was paying 10

times more money to live in Rotterdam than

I had to pay in Seoul or Osaka living in

the city. So when I first moved to

Rotterdam, I first of all, I stayed in a

hotel for a couple of days just to get my

bearings straightened out, sorted out.

And then I decided to get myself an

Airbnb. In the central part of Rotterdam,

which, okay, yeah, in the central part of

the city is going to be the most

expensive, but I was paying £2,700 just

for a month, which is over $3,000 just for

a pretty standard, bog-standard size,

average looking apartment. It wasn't

anything special. I could get the same

thing for less than half the price in

Osaka or in Seoul. I could probably get

the same kind of apartment in Osaka,

Japan for about £1,000, which is like a

third of what I was paying in that

apartment in Rotterdam Central. So after

realizing that getting an Airbnb in the

center of Rotterdam is just way too

expensive, I started looking at these

different apps where you can get

apartments, you know, normal apartments

that normal people would live in. And the

cheapest I could find that would rent out

to me as a foreigner who wasn't planning

on living there long term or didn't have

any kind of permanent residence visa, the

best I could find was about £1,200

a month or $1,500 a month. And that was

the apartment I was living in for about 3

months, and I'm not sure if I can get my

deposit back. I have to find out later on

this week when we do a video call with the

landlord, but I think it should be fine.

If I don't get the deposit back, then it

means I would have ended up spending over

$2,000 a month just to live in that crappy

little apartment in South Rotterdam. And I

moved out of Central Rotterdam and I moved

into the southern area, which is supposed

to be the cheap area and the problematic

kind of ghetto hood kind of slummy

horrible part of the city. And even living

in that horrible part of the city, it was

still insanely expensive. I was spending

over £1,000 a month. If you go onto Airbnb

in Osaka or even Tokyo, on the outskirts

of Tokyo, you could get a place that's the

same, the equivalent, or perhaps even

better, and it would only cost you about

£500 to £700. That's like 50% cheaper

than what I was paying, and you probably

wouldn't have horrible, loud, problematic

neighbors who smoke weed every day

stinking up the whole place, and you

probably won't get police raids. You

probably won't get police raids bashing

down the neighbor's door at 9 PM in the

evening if you lived in a cheap area in

Japan. There probably won't be any

problems even living in a very, very cheap

area or neighborhood in Japan. The amount

of money I wasted on the German slash

Netherlands trip last year was just

completely unbelievable. So I think I

ended up wasting at least $22,000 from my

rough calculations and my rough

estimations. So probably about £5,000 on

the apartment, £2,700 on the Airbnb in

central Rotterdam, probably £4,000 in

total for hotels, probably £1,000 on

aeroplanes and Ubers, probably over £2,500

in food. I stayed in a lot of these really

expensive Airbnbs in Germany and

Netherlands. Remember, there was the, the

one with the kind of triangle-shaped

Airbnb, and then I stayed in that

luxurious sailboat Airbnb, which was

almost $400 or $500 for 2 nights. And then

I stayed in that capsule hotel for about a

week, which cost at least $300 or $400.

Just here and there, I just spent so much

money on accommodation and Airbnbs. And to

be honest, I can't really say that it was

worth it. I'd rather have my $22,000 back.

And be able to reinvest that or invest it

into some kind of stock. Can you imagine

if I could go back in time all the way

back to June and instead of going to

Germany and Netherlands and wasting

$22,000, imagine if I put that $22,000

into Bitcoin. I would have over $100,000

right now. There's just so much money that

I could have made if I invested that money

into the stock market instead of wasting

it on Airbnbs and buying airplane tickets

and flying here and flying there. And what

do I have to show for it? Nothing really.

I got some content out of it, I guess,

but none of it did really well. None of it

went viral. Most of the videos I made in

the Airbnbs just flopped and barely got

more than 15K views. I mean, I stayed in

this really cool sailboat and no one even

cared. It just made me really sad. It just

kind of made me realize that it's such a

stupid thing to do, to waste or to spend

so much money on a relationship or a girl

or chasing a girl or trying to make a

relationship work. It's just a complete

and utter waste of time and money. You

should just invest that money into the

stock market or into education or into

something that's going to help you and

help you in the future. Don't bother

chasing some kind of relationship that's

not even reliable. You can't rely on

people. They change their minds. They're

run by emotions. One minute they love you,

the next minute they're not in love with

you anymore and they want to end it. And

then you've just wasted all your effort,

time, and money. The way I see it is I

invested about $22,000 in this trip, in

this relationship, to try and get content,

to try and find a meaningful partner that

would last long term, and it all just

failed. I actually ended up losing money,

didn't make any money. The whole trip,

the whole escapade just cost me money,

and I've got absolutely nothing to show

for it right now apart from, well, I guess

I did learn a hard lesson which cost me a

lot of money, and I did get a couple of

nice videos out of it, but they didn't

really make much. Okay, so my third and

final reason why I did not enjoy living in

Rotterdam or the Netherlands is because I

just didn't really feel safe. In the first

few months, yeah, I felt safe living in

the center of the city where it was civil

and people were nice and it felt like

there was order and police presence. But

when I moved down into the south of the

city, it just felt really, really unsafe.

And as a 5-foot-9 skinny Asian-looking

guy, I just felt like I stuck out like a

sore thumb, like I was a massive target

for hooligans and big burly men who have

no morals and have no shame in attacking

someone much smaller than they are just so

that they can get some kind of, I don't

know, some kind of pleasure or

satisfaction from attacking someone weaker

than they are or trying to get money out

of them. So as you may remember, I had a

very unfortunate experience where I was

just suddenly attacked for no good reason,

and it was very traumatic actually. So to

tell the short version of the story, I was

walking home from the shopping center and

I crossed over this bridge and I was

coming down the stairs, and as I was

coming down the stairs, this big

intimidating, rough-looking guy was

walking towards me, and he stops me and he

says something. I don't know what he said.

He was speaking in some kind of broken

Dutch. I don't understand Dutch at all.

But anyway, he stops me, he put his hand

out, and then he started saying stuff. I

said no, sorry, because I thought he was a

beggar asking me for money. He walked off

back to his car, and then I just carried

on going. And then after he walked to his

car, he started running back towards me,

and he looks really angry. He grabbed me

by the collar and he started shoving me

around, shouting at me. I still had no

idea what he was saying, and he pushed me

down to the ground. He put his leg behind

me and tripped me over, and I thought he

was gonna beat me up, but fortunately he

didn't actually hit me. Still, it was

pretty scary, and there was this Dutch guy

nearby, and I was asking him for help,

but he just stood there watching, and he

said to me, he thinks that you threw a

stone at his car. I kept trying to say,

no, I didn't throw any stones, but I don't

think he spoke English and he didn't

understand. After a while, he stopped

pushing me around and he walked off back

to his car. I stood up and I brushed

myself off. I didn't phone the police

because I didn't think the police would be

able to do anything, and I didn't even

remember what the guy looks like. I didn't

even catch his number plates because my

eyesight is bad. So I got up and I started

to go back home again, and the guy is

following me in his car. He pulls his car

over next to me, winds down his window,

and he's recording me with his phone. And

the only word I could understand was

police. And I kept saying, I'm sorry, I

didn't do anything. And his kid is sitting

next to him in the car laughing his face

off. I ended up giving the guy €20 in cash

because I didn't know what else to do. He

didn't understand what I was saying. He

was still really angry. He obviously was

convinced that I did throw stones at his

car, and now he was recording me as

evidence. I don't know how that was

evidence. You're just filming me. You're

not filming me actually throwing the

stones. How's that going to count as

evidence? Anyway, he had absolutely no

brains, and he just grabbed my money and

drove off and tutted at me as well. I gave

him money because I didn't know what else

to do. He didn't understand what I was

saying, and I thought giving him money was

the only way to de-escalate the situation.

I didn't want to try and run away because

that would just make me look really

guilty. So yeah, it was a really traumatic

experience, and And still to this day,

when I look back on it and I remember it,

it just makes me feel really depressed.

And after that happened, I was scared to

go outside and I felt very, very paranoid

about my looks because obviously I look

very Asian and I don't look strong. I look

like a weak, easy target, easy prey that

won't really put up a fight. I lived in

Japan for nearly 2 years and I used to

walk around in the middle of the night for

hours and hours and hours livestreaming.

And not once did anything threatening or

violent or scary like that happen to me.

In Japan or any other country. So yeah,

in conclusion, I would say Netherlands,

worst country I have ever lived in. I

would give it a score of 2.2 out of 10.

Insanely expensive, high rent, not even

safe. You get assaulted in the middle of

the day, 6 PM in the afternoon. I got

assaulted in broad daylight on a very busy

street in front of a shopping center, and

no one even helped. I will never ever go

to the Netherlands ever again.