I remember once you told me that you liked going to the airport. Me too, but I think I am overdoing it. In the morning my aunt and I went to the airport again, second time in as many days, this time to see my maman off. We sat watching the departures board again in the very same coffee shop and imagined where all the passers by were travelling. I found myself horrified by the way people were eating muffins. Myself, I have certain elaborate muffin ritual that involves detaching the bottom from the top, peeling off the paper and eating the bottom half in smallish pinches. Then, I gently ease the top half into my waiting mouth, nibbling off small sections until no more remains. Let me tell you, these people were eating muffins like they were cupcakes! You know, haphazard biting into the top, peeling only when their teeth were gnashing on the paper. A whole other paradigm! Brutes!
Anyway, after saying goodbye to my mom we took the subway into town and had a nice cup of tea to set things right. We walked to my favorite part of BXL, an area called Flagey. There is lovely square in that part of town and since it was Sunday, there was a market in the square. The best part about the market was this giant rotiserrie truck that had enormous quantities of roasting chicken and sausage and a lineup about 2 miles long. I took a picture, which I will show you later, ok?
We walked to the subway and on the way my aunt got a haircut at a Morroccan barber. Incidentally, that neighborhood has the highest concentration of barbers in BXL, but few ladies hair salons, none of which are open Sunday. Anyway, it was a really nice haircut. I looked at fashion magazines while I waited. Have you seen those recently? Wow.
We ended up taking a cab to the spa, as we were running seriously short on time. FYI: My aunt and I thought it would be fun to have a spa day today! Oh it was fun fun fun. The place we went to is out on the outskirts of town, but what it lacks in proximity to the core it makes up for in naked Belgians!!
We had a lovely time entering and exiting saunas and plunging into various pools of various temperatures. We ate lunch in our bathrobes by this big aquarium in the middle of the spa restaurant. Before the waiter took our order, he informed us that there had been a fatality in the aquarium and if possible, we should just ignore it. What a great way to spend the afternoon.
We are off to the airport again tomorrow, I guess the third time is a charm. Cannot wait to get to Mother Africa, as Nico put it. I just took my first dose of Malerone, which may cause dizziness, nausea, loss of appetite, thinking that you are Johnny Depp in the early 2000s movie Blow, etc. I told you about that young lady who contracted Malaria in India, and while she was in treatment she watched Blow and became totally convinced she was him in real life? If I ever get Malaria I would rather watch Pirates of the Carribean.
Anyway, after saying goodbye to my mom we took the subway into town and had a nice cup of tea to set things right. We walked to my favorite part of BXL, an area called Flagey. There is lovely square in that part of town and since it was Sunday, there was a market in the square. The best part about the market was this giant rotiserrie truck that had enormous quantities of roasting chicken and sausage and a lineup about 2 miles long. I took a picture, which I will show you later, ok?
We walked to the subway and on the way my aunt got a haircut at a Morroccan barber. Incidentally, that neighborhood has the highest concentration of barbers in BXL, but few ladies hair salons, none of which are open Sunday. Anyway, it was a really nice haircut. I looked at fashion magazines while I waited. Have you seen those recently? Wow.
We ended up taking a cab to the spa, as we were running seriously short on time. FYI: My aunt and I thought it would be fun to have a spa day today! Oh it was fun fun fun. The place we went to is out on the outskirts of town, but what it lacks in proximity to the core it makes up for in naked Belgians!!
We had a lovely time entering and exiting saunas and plunging into various pools of various temperatures. We ate lunch in our bathrobes by this big aquarium in the middle of the spa restaurant. Before the waiter took our order, he informed us that there had been a fatality in the aquarium and if possible, we should just ignore it. What a great way to spend the afternoon.
We are off to the airport again tomorrow, I guess the third time is a charm. Cannot wait to get to Mother Africa, as Nico put it. I just took my first dose of Malerone, which may cause dizziness, nausea, loss of appetite, thinking that you are Johnny Depp in the early 2000s movie Blow, etc. I told you about that young lady who contracted Malaria in India, and while she was in treatment she watched Blow and became totally convinced she was him in real life? If I ever get Malaria I would rather watch Pirates of the Carribean.
Avast! Shiver me timbers! Next time I write, it will be from Africa.
P.S. Thanks to all of you who commented and wrote emails to let me know you are reading. Means alot... xo
P.P.S. Also, I just wanted to let you know that I have embraced the contraction, but I am having trouble finding the apostrophe key on this keyboard. You are lucky that I found the exclamation mark an hour ago or this would be the most boring post ever.
i am reading you. fyi. lovely lovely post.
ReplyDeletebeen on the malerone too. no side effects. unless i am the side effect.
xuan-yen