Sick to the bones

I haven’t been posting a lot lately because I’m caught in the intersections of actually showing up for school and finishing my laundry and cooking before I head to bed at night.

Fall is around the corner, I can see the autumn leaves on the trees from my bedroom window. Everything is so beautiful; the amber on the slowly wilting grass and the cold chill starting to form. Despite fall’s beauty, however, I have to curse it for giving me an intolerable flu. Yes, Katie is sick. My head feels like it was smashed into with the Eiffel Tower, and I’ve all but consumed to packs of tissue paper.

I couldn’t blame it entirely on the changing weather, though.

Just before the throbbing head and the stuffed nose came into the production of Katie’s sickness, I had a mild sore throat thanks to my massive consumption of Belgian chocolates and goodies. I went back to Brugge, that spectacular World Heritage Site I had a romantic rendezvous in a few weeks ago. I went there, sans any romantic interest, and had a blast nonetheless.

Belgium is a country with two faces, I believe. Our hotel in Brussels gave us a clear view of the vicinity’s major trade areas: the EU headquarters and the WTO buildings. There were multilingual diplomats milling around us as we struggled to find Parc Cinquentanaire. Everything feels so serious and proper, but as soon as we reached the Grand Place, we knew that there was so much more to Belgium than it’s seat in the EU and EC.

I’d like to write more about our little misadventures in Belgium, but I have to rest my head and home this awful virus leaves my body in time for our Amsterdam trip.

Here are photos (click for larger view):

Parc Cinquentanaire

Catching up on my literature

In Bruges (hey, isn’t that a movie?)

Oh, and one last picture:

One Big Fight! Our mini-celebration in Nantes