Learn to love Bruges again
So fricking tired.
This morning I quickly wrapped the last present, ironed my outfit and a shirt and off we went to Bruges for our New Year's dinner with the family. As always, the ones who had to travel the farthest (=us) were the first to arrive. Apparently time flows differently for Brugians.
We ate and drank and laughed and I practised my Italian with "Uncle Spaghetti". Damn, the man uses the nicest perfumes!
Bruges is... not the same. I kept my head down and just wanted to take the shortest way from and to the station.
Mission for the coming weeks: Learn to love Bruges again.
One of life's greatest mysteries is how the boy who wasn't good enough to marry your daughter can be the father of the smartest grandchild in the world.
~ Proverb
This morning I quickly wrapped the last present, ironed my outfit and a shirt and off we went to Bruges for our New Year's dinner with the family. As always, the ones who had to travel the farthest (=us) were the first to arrive. Apparently time flows differently for Brugians.
We ate and drank and laughed and I practised my Italian with "Uncle Spaghetti". Damn, the man uses the nicest perfumes!
Bruges is... not the same. I kept my head down and just wanted to take the shortest way from and to the station.
Mission for the coming weeks: Learn to love Bruges again.
One of life's greatest mysteries is how the boy who wasn't good enough to marry your daughter can be the father of the smartest grandchild in the world.
~ Proverb