After those lovely forty five days with Jan, I’m back home to take exams, do paperwork, and go back to uni for yet another year ™. What have we done this summer, you ask? Well, 45 days seems long, but it definitively wasn’t long enough for us.
We had joined a group trip to Scotland, but for several reasons, it didn’t work out. We traveled for about 30 hours over two days, slept some three hours during three days, and ended crashing back home. That was my first week there, and instead we just had a quiet time at home, since Jan had the days off anyway. We don’t think we’ll be doing any tour-like trip any more. We agreed that our next trip to Scotland will include nice hotels picked up by ours trully, a rented (stick, continental) car, a good guide and some maps, for the two of us to enjoy!
We fancied a boat trip, and so we went to Overmere Donk, rented a slow boat, and had fun around. We also walked in the park by the lake, so pretty. Pitty the triathlon was so noisy and taking most of the routes! I think we should go sometime again, hopefuly when there is no sports competition dirtying and trashing the park and taking half of the road.
We went to a friend’s wedding, that consisted of a civil ceremony with plenty of people I didn’t know and didn’t know me, and where I understood nothing, and a medieval party, which we had to skip (will link to pics whenever, if ever, they are up).
We went to Germany: Dusserldorf (and pics en route), where we met up with Susann and her husband, then from there to Greifswald (with more pics of the drive), where we met up with Laura, had lots of fun, went bowling and playing darts, and discovered the Spetzi (half cola, half orange fanta), and then we drove to Münster. And finally drove back home.
And we also went to Brugge, to buy chocolate at our favourite shop, The Chocolate Line, which you will know already if you read this blog often. I can’t praise this shop enough. All the chocolate is hand made in situ, and you can see the Meester Chocolatier at work through the window at the back of the shop. And visited the Sand Sculptures Exhibition. Lots of work involved in them, and all will be destroyed in a couple of weeks.
Other things accomplished during the summer: knitting (not much), spinning (two whole bobbins, still to be plied, next time I go to Belgium) – no pics of either, stash enhancement (four skeins, enough for a pair of socks and a skinny scarf, pics coming, sometime), cooking a few recipes from our database, visiting family, going out, going five(!) times to the movies (Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest, Over the Hedge, Miami Vice, She’s the Man & Monster House), picking up and installing Jan’s new desktop (fancy machine, it is), general happy living together, adopting our two little critters, going out with a bunch of friends for bowling and dinner, discovering a couple new restaurants (‘t Gents Fonduehuisje in Ghent, and Pizza Milano in Aalst), happy couple living decorating furthermore our livingroom and much more. Oh yes, studying too.
And lets not forget, we went together with Jan’s mum to see Le Cirque du Soleil, in Brussels, near Tour & Taxis. We saw the Alegría show. It was an amazing mix of handbalanzing, power track, manipulation, contortion, fire dance, aerial high bar, clowns, syncronized trapeze, flying man, russian bars, live music and singing. Well worth the price! We had a lovely evening.
Leaving was hard, again, very hard. And I so want to go back very soon. Plans right now are me spending my “winter break” in early December and New Years in Belgium. Meanwhile, Jan will be coming over some time in October and November!
For those of you who care about my flight back, it was okay, if it weren’t for the more than three hours of a detour. The story is, we left Brussels airport on time without problems, the flight was good and we got to Madrid at the scheduled time, but there was a huge storm with lighting that kept more than fifteen planes waiting to land. That meant we had to wait over fourty minutes to land, but we didn’t have enough fuel and detoured to Valencia to fuel there. Once the storm was over, all the detoured planes wanted to leave for Madrid at once, and we got a slot for 10pm (that’s 2.5 hours after we were supposed to land in Madrid). We finally made it to our destination at nearly 11pm, then wait for my suitcase, which luckily was one of the firsts to get out, and get a cab to go home. I got home at midnight, a whooping three hours and a half after I thought I’d be! Luckily for me, I bought the last sandwich on board, and that was all my dinner.