My sister Sabine’s job involves frequent trips to Brussels, so we always have at least lunch, or, if she can make it, add a weekend to one of her business trips. It was time she got to see my new place…Read More
I am back at work. I usually go very casual. Some proper pants, maybe a jeans, then a shirt and some moderately colorful pullover over it. Banana Republic style. It usually works. Occasionally though I have to go in full fledged uniform. ‘Costume/cravatte’, as we say in French. The sight has become so rare that […]Read More
I have no idea to how many restaurants, bars, cafes and clubs I have been in those 18 months… After a few months I started checking in on Foursquare & Swarm, to record it all, but I lack the first three months in South America. Still, Swarm hast recorded nearly 1450 check-ins, and most of those […]Read More
I met up with my friend Federico for beers…. but at one point, you just need some solid food. It’s nearly 11 pm, and in Germany or Belgium, a lot of places would be close to closing time… Of course, not so here in Argentina. We walked over a few blocks into the city and […]Read More
There is not much to report from here. I am not sure I can keep the blog up and running with so little to report. I mean this blog was intended as a diary, to report on what I’ve been doing fro friends and family at home. I have kept it up – but not been […]Read More
I needed some time to recover from the Thursday night drinking binge. I slept in on Friday, till early afternoon, and then just hung around the house, cleaning a few things, bringing the laundry to the washing service…. then having a tea on a terrace. It was a beautiful, warm day, but I really needed […]Read More
In my life, I’ve only been drunk to the point of being sick twice. Once in college, in Bruges, where I decided Vodka mixed with Gin would be a good idea, and once a few years later where I could’t stomach a mixture of wine, beer and weed. Yesterday was #3. Not too bad, considering I’m […]Read More
Returning to Santiago was a great idea. I really would not have any energy for a new country or city. Here, everything is smooth, even if I stumble. I reactivated my bip!-card for the metro – as If I had known I would come back, I had indadvertedly carried it along for the whole trip. […]Read More
After meeting Cate yesterday in Canberra, it was time for another round of revivals. First, I met Angus again, whom I met in Melbourne last year and then on in Sydney. He was so generous to offer me a place to crash for the night, and we went out afterwards… … to meet Glenn, a […]Read More
Day 3 of my trip up to Sydney. This time I went inland, and quickly up the hills, through a couple of green pastures… cows galore! Australia has always such a dry, arid image in my mind, I am surprised to find these lush, green spots. There were a couple of stops with walks through Rain forests, […]Read More
After the endless rain, the sky was showing a small but growing hole with blue skies, so I drove over the 30 minutes to Metung, a tiny fishing village on the Gippsland lakes. I wanted to stay there initially but it was pretty much booked out – in my price class. I walked along the lake […]Read More
Kate and I had set a day aside for a trip down the Mornington Peninsula, a long stretch of land on the East side of Port Phillip’s Bay, that is famous for its wineries, and hot springs. We drove off at 10 in the morning, heading south on the new highway, to have a first […]Read More