The day started like any other Dutch Tuesday: grey sky, sideways rain, and a calendar invite for a ‘borrel’ that 100% should’ve been an email. Meanwhile, the little South African in your head is checking the cloud cover like a tannie with arthritis, whispering, "Eish, where’s the sun? Did it also emigrate without paperwork?" Weather & Wardrobe Woes You step outside in what used to be your ‘proper winter jacket’ back in Joburg—the one you wore that one day it hit 5°C and every