Happy Eostre and Easter from Belgium!
Easter last year was dinner with (full-grown) family then a midnight flight to Nicaragua. This year is a little different, in one very large (and very small) way. A small smile keeps coming… Continue reading
Easter last year was dinner with (full-grown) family then a midnight flight to Nicaragua. This year is a little different, in one very large (and very small) way. A small smile keeps coming… Continue reading
Spring is waiting for something this year. It’s the first time Belgium has had this much snow in mid-March since 1952, it’s the coldest March (23rd at least) since 1873, and the big… Continue reading
(Oops, forgot to post this last Friday. Yes, it’s another post that’s basically serving as my diary. Dear Diary…) Today was my last day of class, definitely for this module, probably for this… Continue reading
In Dutch class today we were learning the words for facial features, the teacher supplementing the book with things people actually say, noting that they may not be particularly polite. Big ears, little… Continue reading
Movement is oddly effortless when it is raining. Riding home from the train station I suspect the warmer air of improving the functionality of my chain and gears, and I wish I could… Continue reading
New Dutch class! Gone is the pint-sized Armenian in tall shiny leather boots, the crazy-eyed Romanian advising me to try killing pigs for a living, and the teacher yelling at us for making… Continue reading
It’s not really raining in my part of Belgium tonight. Just that pittering of tiny drops on your face. Cricket morse code, beginning tap dance class for lovable spiders, limited engagement precipitation which… Continue reading