I also tried what I thought was peanut butter but turned out to be something else, but delicious also. Or it could just be weird French peanut butter. I can't tell. But it's good!
So as you can tell, I'm in Belgium now! I think I'm really going to like living here, but last night I was absolutely MISERABLE when I arrived. I think it was my worst day in Europe so far! But I think it was all because I was tired and cranky.
First, I had to get up at 8 am after a sleepless night (due to excitement, perhaps?), and then I had to wait at the airport for 10 hours. The waiting was okay, but when the flight landed late and my cab driver was missing, I was freaking out because a woman was meeting me at 10 pm to give me the key to the house... I got there at 12:30 am. I ended up having to take a train and two metros to get back, and I had like 70 lbs of luggage to take around with me and I hadn't eaten all day, AND the Brussels metro is really shady looking at night especially since there was almost no one around, so I was just freaking out silently for the 3 hours it took for me to get to the house. And there were a lot of groups of men meandering around at 11 pm at night. Not that I'm a little pansy (have you seen these guns?) but I know I can occasionally look like I'm 12. And the luggage would prevent me from unleashing all of my ninja skills, so I was a little worried. Just a little. There were a whole bunch of times I was like "EFF THIS I'M TAKING A CAB" but I figured that if I survived that night, I could survive anything. And I did! So I'm invincible!
Today was much better though. The house is absolutely ADORABLE.
That's my room! I have yet to unpack so I took a picture of the clean side.
They have a yoga studio!! And they said I get free yoga lessons!!! And there's a hard wood floor... you know what that means! I think I just might be able to bust out my ballroom shoes in the house--HOW PERFECT!
Sorry guys, but I'm pretty sure this house is like 10 hundred times nicer than the ones on College Ave. muahahaMy host family is currently vacationing in Paris until Sunday, so I'm in the house by myself until then. I'm starting to feel like I can be really really happy here--I bought my monthly metro card, so I can go anywhere as many times as I want!
Check it out! I'm so cool 8) For some reason, as soon as I got that card, I felt like I belonged here. muahahah so hip so coolAnd this elderly Indian couple came up to me and asked me how to buy a metro card, and I did it for them! Even though the kiosk was in French! They turned out to be from Rhode Island, and they were so happy to meet another American (and when they heard I was from Edison, they were even happier, naturally) and said that Europeans are so much ruder than Americans because no one would help them. I think they were asking the wrong Europeans... last night, the only reason why I survived was this really nice lady who helped me out by asking people in French if I could borrow a cell phone and accompanying me on the train and leading me to the right metro line. Thank goodness for her!! She was an angel.
Damn blogger just changed everything to dutch just when I was getting used to Spanish! hahah I think Dutch is such a goofy lookin' language. I keep trying to speak Spanish to everyone here--I think it's now my go-to language whenever I can't use English. Too bad it's completely useless now! I'm sure I confuse the hekk out of people when I say "gracias" to their "merci." Whoops.
I miss "Waka waka." That was definitely the theme song of Spain. But I have a really good feeling for Belgium. :)
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