It was to be a warm day today. So, D and I biked to De Gavers for our picnic lunch of simple sandwiches.
After lunch, we biked to the visitor’s centre, parked our bikes and took a walk to the new look-out hut on the other side of the lake. Both D and I noticed that there had been quite some new add-ons at the harbour area. These installations are mostly catered to school children who are now learning things outside of the classic classrooms.
After the look-out hut, we walked to the office and bought a pot of honey. First pot of honey this year.
A few years ago, I told D that he has to be smart when trying to get his point across to me. He would need to use Vulcan Logic to break down my reluctance and stubbornness, in order to convince me to see his side of things.
Well, he did it. I was convinced to cycle to Kortrijk for the Mayday event yesterday! My slight dizziness and coughing fit did not seem to have affected my bike ride by much. To my pleasant surprise, I am not even suffering from any muscle pain today. Admittedly, the coughing fit got worse, but the cold evening was to be blamed for that – not the cycling.
Yep, one will not be able to argue against Vulcan Logic.
This morning, D and I went to the new Lokaal at Heule. The general produces are similar to those offered at Deerlijk. But of course, a different location meant that we were buying from different producers.
After a bit of browsing, D and I sat down at the bar area where I had a ginger ale and D a beer. Someone did a good job setting up a cosy and trendy bar area. D and I enjoyed ourselves and even came across a few familiar faces during our time there.
The market is new, but I am sure it will grow more popular as time goes by. Mindful consumers will make sure of that.
A few months ago, D won two tickets to the Fibre Fixed exhibition at Design Museum in Ghent. Since the tickets will expire by Easter, we thought it is best that we make the trip to one of our favourite cities this Friday afternoon.
The exhibition about carbon and synthetic composites was interesting. I took quite a lot of photos with my old school camera. Not once did I need to use my cell phone.
Despite the fact that D was suffering from a cold and pollen allergy, we walked about the city after the museum visit. We went to drink beers at a very crowded beer café. While enjoying our beers, we thought it is best that we should stay in the city for dinner to wait out the after-work weekend traffic. We walked from the café to a well-liked ramen noodles bar, had our delicious and simple dinner and then head home to West Flanders. Since neither of us finished our huge bowls of noodles, we even have takeaways for tomorrow!
A few weeks ago, D won two tickets to a show called The Art Of The Teese. Yesterday, we drove to Antwerp after lunch so that we may spent some time enjoying the sights and sound of the largest city in Flanders before the evening show.
After a few hours of wandering about, D and I stopped by a café for drinks and a bit of a rest. I happily discovered a wonderful apple ginger concoction which I am sure I can recreate at home. Yeah to that!
Later, we moved on to a restaurant next to the café to have a bit of a snack and to drink beers we never had before. What a unique venue it turned out to be. The dark interior is decorated with religious statues of the Catholic church. The menus are leather-bound. The wooden furniture dark, stained and heavy. One just cannot stop looking around discovering little visual surprises at every nook and cranny. D and I laughed when we noticed an out-of-place statue of a Roman centurion. We should have asked why that one was placed there.
After finishing our drinks at Elfde Gebod, we walked leisurely to the performance hall. I noticed that many amongst the audience were dressed up, obviously also fans of Dita Von Teese. The two-hour show was a beautiful celebration of glamour, glitter, sensuality, and sexiness. D and I had fun and were truly entertained. For a moment there, it also made me miss glittery Las Vegas…
The first Sunday of October is OpenBedrijvendag. D and I started early this year by visiting three companies which are close to home. A glass construction company, a pipe cleaning company (their system is ingenious), and a big construction company. Starting in the morning somehow meant that one gets to drink beer before noon.
After a short break at home, we proceeded to a new library which is situated in the middle of a park. Then, we went to a small brewery. The visit did not take long, so we decided to end the day by visiting an ostrich farm.
To me, the highlights of this year’s Open bedrijvendag were the pipe-cleaning company, the crane-powered ride which gave us a bird’s-eye-view of several cities, and the ostriches.
Today, 17 years ago, was the horrible day that devastated and changed many lives. Let us never forget.
A few months earlier, 17 years ago, I met a friendly New Yorker on the plane to Sabah. J was touring Malaysia and I was going home after acquiring my student visa to the US. We remained friends all these years.
July, 17 years ago, I left my home town for the fourth time in my life. I went back to college in Kalamazoo to acquire a diploma in graphic design. In doing so, I have readjusted and redirected my life path once again.
To me, 2001 will never be only that one terrible day which poison has scattered fear and discord into our hearts. We just have to realize and admit that there were many good days when positive and wondrous things have simply occurred. Such is life…
It was Open Gaversdag yesterday afternoon. Because I was unable to pre-register for any of the activities this year, we just roamed about happily among the crowds after parking our bikes. First, D and I went to the beehives, then the petting zoo, and ended up at the café drinking a beer each. We met a couple we knew, chatted a bit, drank some more and then continued with our walk.
We saw our favourite ice cream lady, waved and walked on to the swimming zone, then proceeded to the forest area. Before I realised it, D and I both had on climbing gears and were swinging about the trees. Boy did we had fun!
D parents, whom we met up later at the café terrace, were already informed of our monkeying antics. News travelled faster than D’s photos if you know people. Ha!
Not feeling like cooking dinner, we biked to a nearby brewery brasserie. I ordered the steak tartar which I have been craving for a while now. D had the stew. The simple dishes, served with fries, were washed down with beers that were brewed at location. After the enjoyable dinner, we biked home leisurely.
Yesterday, D and I crossed the border to do some grocery in France. The distance is not an issue to me because the French border is just a few minutes drive away. Nonetheless, the fact that it is a different country and economy prevents me from making this a habit. Cross-border grocery shopping is only done a handful of times a year.
For dinner tonight, I shall cook and eat my 99 cents artichoke. It has been a while…