First day! I slept
more than I meant to. I think I missed
dinner, but I’m not sure because I don’t
understand most things. The dictionary
is going to be my friend. I have my own
room in a beautiful old house and my family is super cute and wonderful and
that’s that. I went out with Martin to
basically a block party with karaoke. We
drove to it, but I don’t know what village it was in. And we watched a soccer game. It is as though everyone here speaks French
ALL THE TIME. Doesn’t it get hard
sometimes? (shoutout: Martin Deron).
Because the internet is not connected really yet, I can’t post these
until later I think. Not tonight anyway.
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| The beautiful country! |
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| first things first. Eat a baguette. |
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| rue de l'eglise. that's Tinlot. |
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| My small Brussels airplane. |
Landing and
all that was really easy. Oh by the way,
it wasn’t the last time I heard English; the customs dude spoke Scottish. But once I found the Vanrykels and had a
baguette to eat with some of the Rotarians who came to meet me too, we got into
the car and drove for a long while. I
fell asleep in the car, but not after some valiant attempts to make
conversation in French with them. I
really can get it eventually, but it does take a while. For now.
Then we did a quick tour, settled in a little bit, and I fell asleep in
the chair that I was unpacking in, so I figured I might as well go ahead and
nap. THEIR PILLOW IS SO
COMFORTABLE! I love it.
But as I said, I slept more than I meant to. Immediately upon waking up, I met my sister
Fanny, and Mme Vanrykel drove Martin and me to this block party thing, where I
had my first Belgian French fries with mayonnaise, but I didn’t drink
beer. It’s against rotary rules.
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| church on church street |
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| Belle compagne |
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A baby cat outside a building next door.
I almost died. |
lol
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