I know a guy who knows a guy... and you know this guy. While at university this guy, the one you know, studied many things. After many years it was time to graduate, but it was not exactly clear what was his 'master' subject—it seemed learning was his true passion. The story ends with enough credits and knowledge to basically name his degree. I believe he choose history. He is one of the top 5 most intelligent people I ever met—he has the education to prove it.
Here in Hamburg I have a good friend that might be considered vintage. 62 years old, and wow has he lived each and every one of them. Every time he tells a story or recalls a personal adventure, jaws hang partially open and once again the listener is stunned. How one man can fit so much living into just one lifetime is still a mystery to me. He is one of the top 5 wisest people I have ever met—he has the years to prove it.
When I decided to live abroad I wanted more than just the experience—I wanted something to show for it. Much like the first guy, I have a passion for learning. So, I figured, if applying oneself at university for more than a few years can procure an impressive degree, there must be some kind of equivalent. My 'European Degree' took the form of becoming a permanent resident of the EU. This would allow me to live and work in any of the EU countries just as I can in any one of the US States. It was by no means an easy task—and I highly doubt I could have achieved it without the support and encouragement of many. Although I may never be as intelligent or as wise as people that I look up to, it's a pretty good feeling knowing sometimes I have the tenacity to finish what was started—and on June 12, 2008 I have the stamp in my passport to prove it.
