Europe Part 2

Werchter, unbelievable. 70 000 people gathered together on a piece of land. Just to enjoy the music. Its been 5 years since i left the meadow to fly to the outback. And i`m standing , probably better said, dancing on the meadow again, with friends from the old days and new days. Dancing around a rainbow. Listening to up to date song lyrics for 5 days. And closing the festival with the most beautiful rainbow i ever saw and that caused by just one simple beer.

Time to organise my own goodbye party. A youth house where old wall remains from long last times still exists.And again a travel in time. A reunion of the three musketeers. Time does really can stop and live its own rhythm and suddenly catch up again. Especially early in the morning.

Time to fly back, no, plans don`t hold. Life has a strange way to interfere with your own design of the future. My heart in love wasn`t ready to go back and disappear in the bush. My heart wanted to go to the Netherlands. So the next month i spend more time in Holland then my holiday destination. So i stole the car of my sister, and was gone. Not a good idea, one morning the car gave up on me.

No problem, i thought, one of the survival demands, is knowing how a car works. Full of confidence, i open the bonnet of the car. Where was the engine? The only thing i saw where wires , computer chips and a big black cube what supposed to be the engine. A good thing i didn't have to walk another 437 km to find a mechanic. Thanks to the computer technology , car mechanics are around every corner of the street, or is the way around. So, i ended up , to wait a week to get to know that there `s just a small leak in the fuel line. Computer didn`t recognize the problem. No, give me a car where you can see the engine, fuel line, oil filters, air filters and all that other stuff that keeps an engine running.

Driving from Belgium to Netherlands, and from the Netherlands to Belgium, we also managed to get two stones in the window to crack it, in two different cars. How lucky were we. The next fourteen years will be fantastic.

A day out in Amsterdam, a day out at the maasplassen, Spending a relaxing weekend in loppersum, a spa and beauty, A late birthday gift to me and Bianca, A luxury place where mud and gold , steam and heat makes a person 10 years younger. A head massage that relax you so much that you start making noises without knowing, and suddenly waking up by hearing the laughing in the background.

Time goes so fast, time just is a pain in the ass, when you feeling good. Even so fast that i even didn`t had the change to catch up with all of my friends. This was one of those holidays that change who you are. It wasn`t really a holiday, it was a visit in the past of my live and a visit for the future. And living in a complete other culture for the first time you notice things where you never payed attention at in your previous culture.And suddenly you start missing them. A reunion with family brings you back closer.

This time i definitely left parts of my heart back in Belgium and mainly in the Netherlands. This time stepping on the plane was not an easy thing to do. It was not saying goodbye, but going away to come back.

Europe Part 1

What a trip it has been. Going to Belgium has not been a normal Holiday. But maybe what can you expect if you live for several years amount the wildlife of the rock..

Where do i start. I probably start at the moment that i set foot in the country that i have been born. The moment that i landed , i knew something was gonna happen. A country where the summer colder is then the winter in the outback. Mmmmmh , wrong luggage. Only summer clothing, but no winter gear. Going from a nation where the dress code a singlet, short and tongues are to a country where the clothes makes the man. I felt like a savage after a flight of 24 hours, and probably because people kept staring at me.

So straight to the shops and hair salon, a complete make over that would tip on those tv shows. First thing was to scare the shit out some nieces and cousins. The fact that one of them was a hairdresser probably had something to do about it. And with the professional guiding of my sister i managed to get the outside look a bit more European. The inside was still savage. Amazing what 5 years outback does to somebody.

Once the rumour was spread, the invitations were coming in. A beer there , a meal over there, and another meal somewhere else. So the following month, i was literally eating like a pig and drinking like an empty vessel. And what do you reckon? Eating kangoroo and flies comparing with a pepper steak, vol au vent, american prepare, own prepared cheesecroquetes, and much much more.

It was a good thing my sister had the brilliant idea to put me at work on my holiday, to loose the weight i was gaining after every meal.

Even going out was a mission, learning to drive on the right side again, or is it the wrong side? Even going for a piss was dangerous. Living amongst the deadliest creatures of the world you wouldn't imagine going for a leak would be life threatened. But it is! I almost drowned when i walked towards a fence and dropped a meter in a hideous waterway in the Belgian bush.

Going to a dance place for semi young people, where woman are hitting your butt to have your attention. The last time they ever touched my butt was when i was 5 years old and who knows what i did wrong that day. Strange to be chasing wildlife and suddenly to become wildlife yourself.

And how could i forget, the reunion of the nieces and cousins. It was a step back in time. We all felt like 16 years young. And feeling 16 years again, somebody came up with the crazy idea to rent some sumi suites and have fun with it. It seemed a great idea, but after a knee injury, a black out , dog injury and an ankle dislocation and a lot of hurting muscles, we decided that we were grown ups and would behave like that.