Adventures in Europe, Part III

Flight: Very beginning: Surrounded by over-perfumed old ladies (isn’t airplane etiquette to forgo the perfume??) and screaming babies. Early middle: Watched Marley and Me. Why I decided to do that on a plane, when I know fully well that I bawled through the last few chapters of the book, is beyond me. Middle: I watched Twilight and am upset that I’ll never get those two hours of my life back. Late Middle: Tried really hard to sleep. Epic fail… End: Flight from Frankfurt to Brussels, unwashed tourists on both sides. Still not enough sleep. I’m really unpleased but have no one to bitch at. (We’ll see how much my boyfriend loves me after we fly to Thailand and back…)

BUT I’m here. And despite all the promises that Brussels would be hot and humid, it’s cold, wet, and rainy. I hope this goes away… I may not have packed well. I have a light jacket for nights, but that’s it. AND no warm pajamas, which I didn’t think I’d need. AND only one pair of flats because I forgot to pack two. AND I packed my baggy jeans instead of my skinny jeans (that are the same wash). I’ll survive. I just may need to go shopping. Believe it or not, I do try not to do so in Europe. Is it bad to call home and ask for a care package on your first full day there?

To end a good note, I have a really good feeling about my host family. My host mother squealed and hugged me when she saw me. I’m quite relieved. And now, I’m off to explore my new neighborhood!