Note: all of the photos posted are from my iPhone, so I apologize for the small size and the sometimes not so good quality.
It has been seven days since I arrived back in Belgium, and I only have seven more to go.
I’ve actually been really lucky with the weather so far – with sun and happiness everywhere. But now Belgium is showing her true colours.
It’s freaking cold. And rainy. Even as a Canadian I have a chill straight to my bones.
So I’m huddled up in a Starbucks in Leuven, where I paid the equivalent of $7 on a hot chocolate. But I have free WIFI, so all is not lost.
When I first got here last Wednesday morning, I was absolutely exhausted. I tried to go down the up escalator. I gave the teller at a corner store Canadian money instead of Euros. And I forgot to print out a map of where my hostel was in Antwerpen.
Well, after being an absolute moron for the first couple of hours, I found a McDonald’s with wifi, found my hotel, and promptly napped for about 4 hours.
After that, everything went smoothly. I stayed in Antwerpen until Saturday, eating everything in sight and connecting with a friend who is studying there and being taken to a stupidly fancy, expensive Dinner where we sat between politicians and a Belgian actor. Food was amazing!
The restaurant that I went to was called the Sir Anthony van Dijck restaurant, by reservation only. It’s situated in a small alley by the Cathedral, and if you’re looking for a fancy wine and dinner night I would suggest it. I had the roasted duck breast, and it was to die for.
On Saturday I made my way to Balen, one of the tiny villages where I lived a couple of years ago, to meet up with some of my best friends. We spent the night playing drinking games and laughing, and I finally got to drink my beloved Eristoff Red Vodka again. We played rock and metal music, danced and sang, and had a really really really good time. Thank you guys!
On Sunday, absolutely exhausted, I made my way to Ghent (I promptly missed my train and arrived an hour and a half late) and stayed with my other friend for the next two nights, watching movies and making sushi. We explored a bit of Ghent, and though I was tired and a little cranky, I enjoyed myself a lot.
That brings me here. Shivering. In the cold. In a Starbucks. With my overpriced hot chocolate that is quickly going cold.
Not that I’m complaining or anything 🙂