Ldyjane left this morning.  After a nice day traipsing around Brussels yesterday, we got to the train station early so she went to book her train to Paris.  Good thing too!  She thought she’d leave around 14:00 but the only ticket available to her was at 10!  So it was an earlier morning than normal and she didn’t get to have a waffle, but she’s off safely and will be greeted by friends in Paris.  

My ducks seem to be all in a row for Poland.  Housing - check.  Directions - check.  Currency - if there’s not an ATM at the Wroclaw airport I’m slightly screwed, but those are pretty standard now.  Gift for my host - check.  Waffles.  Oh yeah.  I’ve been in Belgium, it seemed only right and polite.  So now I have a few hours to toss my toiletries in, make sure my bag’s packed, get an opinion on my bag’s weight - Jen and Chris say 10 kg = 22 lb.  So I should be golden even when my laptop’s in it.  Chop up a few veggies for travel food - not too much lest I don’t eat them all and they get confiscated - and I think that’s it.  *phew*

Sadly, it doesn’t seem like Peter Brook’s going to be there when I am.  :-(  There’s a lot of great stuff going on, but I’m also missing a lot.  Oh well.  

Yesterday, the 4 of us got to hang out!  Saw Mannekin Piss and Yannekin Piss statues in Brussesl, got serenaded by some ethnic celebration parade with a great brass band and large puppets as we ate Greek food outdoors in the massive square/market area.  Took a lovely tour of the brewery that makes Kriek.  I got a set of 10 coasters of all their beers for myself and another for a gift.  Just need to decide whether I’ll have them framed or just give them to use...  Both are appropriate.

Dinner was had in an awesome pub, Domus.  They also have their own brewery, although we didn’t tour it.  I had a HUGE salad for 3.00 euro, one of their microbrews that had honey in it, delicious!   And ldyjane got it in my head that I needed a Dame Blanche.  I usually don’t go for the vanilla ice cream and chocolate, but it’s different here.  It’s good!  And nice to share.  

Last night, I was up late while she packed and then stayed up chatting.  It was great!  I felt like we were 15 again and having a slumber party.  Talking about boys and sex and life and emotions and curiosities and opinions.  It was so wonderful.  I just want to travel with her all the time.  That’s all there is to it.  We need to figure out ways to live our lives that includes frequent traveling together.