Where the Green Grass Grows

Happy is the feeling that comes to mind whilst walking through castle gardens. Today Kimberley, Chloe, and I spent a lovely day frolicking (yes, we frolicked) through Hyacinth and Tulip filled gardens. With rickety bridges and a castle to boot, it was a day of great beauty. We even brought the smell home with us thanks to the Hyacinths Kimberley purchased on our way out. I find it difficult being anything other than content basking in their fragrance, typing some words on the computer, and drinking chocolate milk.

To end this fun filled day I am planning my trip to Copenhagen next weekend to see my Aunt Carrie and (soon to be) Uncle Ajay. A very exciting few weeks lay ahead. The following weekend I head back to Paris for a rowdy weekend with Miss Marie Humbert-Droz, the one and only. After all I MUST return her favorite cozy socks that I seem to have stolen. Urgent and pressing matters indeed…

It is nice to have the family back in the house. I was beginning to have conversations with myself which was a bit confusing. :0

Any who, I believe it is time to sit back and watch some telly. By the way, just watched Happy Go Lucky by Mike Leigh: please watch this movie! This girl is totally me. Mom I think you will agree. This is the story of a totally wacky, single 30 year old who is so concerned with the happiness of those around her that she tends to take it to extremes. An absolute must see.

Still here

Just want to say hello to everyone. I have not been keeping up with this blog as I have been quite busy teaching English to small children at a language school. It is great fun.

What can I say? Making friends, still eating great food (some of which I have actually cooked!), and working on lesson plans. Who woulda thunk it?

Last night I sang at karaoke with some new friends and had a really fun time. I still think Detour is the best...

Its funny how NYC is known as the city that never sleeps. But I am not sure I have been in a bar in nyc that actually is "legally" open all night long. Here in Belgian, known to many (unjustly) as a boring place, I have been to SEVERAL bars that stay open until dawn. And people are happily still going til the wee hours. Usually that is reserved to the clubby places in other big cities, but here its just normal bars open all night. I am not advocating staying out all night, just merely making another arguement against the preposterous idea that Brussels is a boring city. Quite the contrary.

There are buildings and walls throughout the city adorned with comic characters for heavens sake. Loosy, goosy.