Time in Belgium - Living carefree moments
As insane at it looks Christian really did carry me on his back while taking a picture with the Ghent train station sign and then he decides to start walking which of course scared the sh*t out of me but it was really really fun and I had a good time laughing. I think the last time anyone carried me this way I was 3 yrs old. *
3 of us visited Brussels on a day trip and well the main square (Grote Mrkt) was fantastic. It's in a way indescribable. Thought of staying there till night falls so that we can see the beautiful light ups in Grote Mrkt, but let's just say it was way too hot and humid to stay out in town for more than 6 hours. Again it isn't about doing this and that, it was more about living. To have the best time of your life may be about experiencing and seeing a world of new and fascinating things but at the same time it's also about spending moments with people that you can call friends. Like how you can be with a good friend and not say anything and yet had the perfect time out together.
That's what I had in all my travels. Spending time with friends and just being silly and laughing all the while. It's like:
- having the opportunity to help Priya babysit Acacia and Shawn and watching Superman at the cinema with them
- having the opportunity to help with up some chairs and lamps in Jamuna's new house down in Merthyr Street in Cardiff
- having the opportunity to join Priya's near lousy salsa class (hahahahaha I'm quite kidding) and drinking Sangria in a happening Spanish restaurant in Cardiff and not forgetting that we drank every night while I was there like some alcoholics wannabe. I had great fun making her tiramisu and chicken rendang and plain spaghetti with herbs and bacons
- having the opportunity to go clubbing and picnicking in London with Jerry and make him do things with the excuse 'I'm only here for 3 days and that's all I am asking of you'
- having the opportunity to see a bit of local nightlife in Milan and staying with Marco in his apartment in Arese. It's great to see how people live!
- having the opportunity to be driven in Napoli down the mad crazy streets and cruising down Sorrento Coast with Michele
- clubbing for 2 nights in Ghent in a gay club from 3am till 5am. Never have I waited till 3am to enter a club. It's like being young again. Then followed by a supper of french fries
- This sound sick but I had so much french fries in Belgium, pratically everyday with the excuse of making up for lost times when I couldn't get much of them in Perugia. Again it's a signature dish in Belgium eh, so it's a must.
- Having an opportunity to stay with Lars & Christian who's been in Ghent for a while which made it feel like I was living with some posh locals.
- Having the opportunity to visit Evelyn, a Belgian staying in Brugge, a friend of Christian and meeting her big big friendly dog that jumped on me from the back twice and when she does that, she's as tall as me. Long nails to not to mention.
- Having the opportunity to stay in the worst hostel ever, all in Rome, called Backpacker's Hostel which had no locks AT ALL, anyone can just go to your room and I mean NO LOCKS as in no main door lock before the elevator, no door lock to the hostel reception, no room lock, no bathroom or toilet lock. I have a strong feeling they don't even change their sheets often enough and they mess up booking and will put you in whatever rooms that are available and well it's run by a bunch of travellers from 'a certain part of the world' and they are there to have fun, drink, club and act like they own the place. They messed up my booking and my bed was double booked and we only found out past midnight when the staff were sleeping so I had to go to another room and assume a vacant bed (everybody were out partying so couldn't really tell which is vacant or not) and sleep there with my bags in another room
So many more different opportunities that it would take forever to write but yeah.. my journey keeps going and I'm doing things that I will not be doing for a long time to come..


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