This afternoon, we went to a furniture store to look at stuff. And then we all sat down to order and be served free drinks. Mom and dad were so surprised that a business can actually survive years of providing free drinks to the people, who are not necessarily buying anything! Ah, the beauty and craftiness of Belgian businesses remains a mystery to us Asians.
D and I filed our taxes ten days before the deadline. This was done on-line and took less than 30 minutes. Preparation is key here and I have been accumulating the necessary data and documents since the beginning of the year. Always be prepared, especially when it comes to taxes.
When I realised that I have time to do some Sunday grocery before the store closes at 12.30pm, I was out of the house in a jiffy.
Ah, it felt so good to have a small fraction of time on my own. Walking on the familiar path to the store. Checking out the newly renovated Delhaize, which was closed for three weeks during our Sabah vacation.
Glad to be home…
This evening, we will be flying back to Belgium after three weeks of Sabah, Malaysia. Our trip consists of only one stop over at Bangkok. Wonderful short route.
D and I spent this Sunday afternoon at the Sinksen in Kortrijk with both our parents. I do not know if it was my parents presence which somehow affected my outlook of things, but it seems that this year’s celebration is a bit less lively than before. There seemed to be less people as well.
D, my mother and I went to our first de Quaeye Werelt today. I liked it! But then, what’s not to like about dressed up warriors and make belief tent villages of the 15th century?
Despite an unforseen traffic jam and a major delay, we did enjoy the limited time we spent at the reenactment event. We missed the reenactment battle but we ate, drank, roamed around and took plenty of photos.
This afternoon, D and I plus both our parents went to Westvleteren to drink some great beers. After that, we proceeded to Ieper to witness the Last Post. Despite the fact that this was not my first time experiencing the daily tribute, and that World War One is not really history closely linked to me… a deep sadness did sink in when the trumpets sounded.
Currency exchange is a breeze here in Belgium. Just bring the foreign currency to a bank, exchange these at the day’s rate and deposit the local currency straight into your bank account.
D and I took the train to Brussels this morning to meet up with my visiting family. We were planning to buy a rail pass which will give us 10 rides for €77. The man at the ticketing counter offered us a better option by giving us weekend fares on our two return tickets. I love trains, and I love Belgium. D said it is easy for me to proclaim that because I do not need to commute heavily by train…
After dinner this Sunday evening, D and I went to the HAP Food Truck Festival in Kortrijk. I had to laugh when I saw the sign shown in the photo above. It says ‘Asian Street Food, Made by Belgians’. Now, don’t you just love them for being that honest?!
After sharing a dessert and a beer while listening to live music, we enjoyed a brisk walk in the city before heading home.