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| Lots of these around this area. |
This
morning I deduced that my host brother was leaving for Canada! We drove to Brussels this morning and went to
the train station.
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This photo brought to you by the folks at home:
There it is. A waffle in a vending machine. |
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A chateau in Brussels on the way
to the gare |
And while we waited
for the train, they had a beer. At
10:30! But I didn't drink beer. It's against Rotary rules.
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Belgium equivalent of bud light or something.
But ONLY in terms of price. Made in Liege! |
Then he finally boarded and
EVERYONE cried, even me. It was just
such a beautiful family moment, and as the train pulled away, we walked after
it, waving and crying. Compelling
moment, that.
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| Somebody's hommage to Space Invader. That's for Madame Casey |
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| Oh hey, Lille! Sign in the station. That's for Martin Deron. |
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Inside the gates of the Royal Palace.
But no photos allowed inside. |
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| The Royal Palace! |
After we
had a baguette sandwich at the station, we drove around town to park and then
went and toured the Royal Palace!
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| A cathedral in Brussels. And I do so love chathedrals |
It
turns out that’s what we did yesterday morning, but this time, I was paying
attention to the building instead of talking to exchange kids! It’s really quite exquisite. Lots of gold and paintings and chandeliers,
you know.
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| La Conservatoire Royale de Musique |
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Museum of musical instruments!
We shall return someday! |
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Leopold II, second king of the Belgians. He is known for
purchasing the Congo. |
We then
proceeded on to the Musee Magritte where a large collection of the famed
Belgian surrealist artist’s works reside.
I didn’t understand the art as well as I should like to have done, and
my feet grew tired, but it was indeed an amazing gallery.
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| Magritte's painting, Magritte, and me |
These days
when I speak English, I'm so used to saying "I don't know how to say
that," I just say that in English when I have trouble thinking. LAZY English speaker.
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| Brussels is beautiful isn't she |
Well now
I’m happy because we got the password to the neighbor’s wifi and I can finally
post these blogs. I skyped my parents
today for the first time since arriving, and it was strange, because I forgot
how much I missed them. That’s a good
thing I think. The other thing is, I’m
home alone tonight because Francoise and Alain are out at some sort of away party
and Fanny is gone for the weekend to climb rocks with her friends. That sounds so funny! I just meant rocks as opposed to plastic
climbing walls. And I would feel
disrespectful speaking English while they’re around; I don’t even talk on the
phone with other exchangers. So I skyped
guilt-free today.
I’m glad
I’m getting closer with Fanny. It just
takes a little more language. But I
continue to get little compliments on how I seem to speak well for how short a
time I’ve been here (or at least fool people into thinking I speak well because
my accent isn’t terrible), which are of course a MAJOR help to me. It doesn’t even matter if they are genuinely
impressed for the amount of good it does for my temperament!
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| A last look at the Royal Palace |
Tomorrow I
shall get picked up by a host family with another American student at 8 to go
to Huy for Rotary weekend, where all the exchange students shall hear the rules
and talk about the exchange (Basically re-orientation). We stay the night and maybe even have a
little soiree for the exchange students.
Don’t know if I’ll get to blog about it.
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Les SCHTROUMPS! (de Smurfen in Neerlandais) They're everywhere right now!!
(because of the movie) |
I’m too
tired to do more than a boring play by play of today, so there it is.
Lol