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... be able to watch the Belgian national team play among all their passionate fans! I was in Ghent, a town in the Flemish part of Belgium, to watch their game against Korea. The locals are very friendly and it wasn’t hard to meet people. The referee for that game happened to be Australian, and in hindsight I probably should have been less vocal about this. At first I thought it was a good icebreaker, but after Belgium received a ...
... abbey, and a 17th-century monastery. The exhibits were fairly interesting, and it gives you a chronological history of the development of the city. However, the guide pamphlets were haphazard in the way they presented the info about each exhibit so the insights we were hoping to gain were limited. Even so, we were able to glean enough to realise that Ghent has a long history of being an important city religiously, politically and economically.
... or a panic attack but I flew out of bed to the WC to toss my cookies. Booo. First night of my adventure and my head is in a toilet. My roomies (laura and andrea from Colorado) took care of me and fixed me up with vitamin C and flu meds just in case it wasn't my dinner. What sweet hearts. :)
This morning:On the train to Brugge! Half alive but ...
... charger. “Not again” I thought desperately. After worrying
about this for an hour whilst on the internet I headed across to the only open
store in the departures hall to discover that they had the plug I needed. For 7
euros. And I had 9 euros left. It was a sign. Staring at it like it would
vanish I handed it to the girl at the counter with much relief. One problem
The next one was about my gate. On my ticket and on ...
Didn't wake up as late, but I had something important to do today; go to the post office to mail some stuff to my sister so I wasn’t lugging around a bunch of shirts and coats I didn’t need, and the vinyl I obtained from getting damaged. Oh, did I not mention the vinyl? At the hostel in Berlin, someone had sent a vinyl to someone, but it got returned to the return address (the hostel), and the sender wasn’t there anymore. ...