Just got back from spending six days in Brussels, Bruges, and Binche.
I can say that I definitely ate many-a chocolate waffle, drank some Belgian beers, saw some peeing mannequins (well, okay, one) and walked, walked, walked.
I found people to be so friendly, and many perked up when they heard my French (Canadian) accent. We even got some free cake out of it. ''Voilà les canadiens. . . ''
Now, there are exactly two days left of school. Two days left to organize my life. Two days to pack, pack and pack some more, and then whisk myself around Europe.
This is the most over-extended I've ever felt, and I doubt I'll catch my breath before August hits.
Anyways, I should probably go talk to some food about this.
The one sweet thing of my life is that I've left good-old Sjöbo behind, and am staying with a kompis who has a wonderful apartment, and normal person things: like a different room for a kitchen, bathroom, and living area.
Bah! Be home in about three weeks.
See you then, Ottawa friends!!!
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