Day Ten
Onward to Belgium! First stop: Antwerpen(Antwerp). Rob wnated to look at diamonds. It was very romantic, but we lost interest quickly. They all look the same to me.
Of course, we had to eat real Belgian Waffles, which are really nothing like those things you get at Denny´s. These have the syrup baked in and taste what I imagine a croissant would taste like if you were drunk and cooked your dough in a waffle iron instead of an oven. So yes, they were good.
Antwerp was cool, especially the fountain with the giant statue of a guy throwing a severed hand. Most inspiring.
Other things in Antwerp:
°An souvenir shop owner who was cool but wouldn´t let us leave because he kept talking so much. Those Kiosks must be lonely.
°Rob tried on a Holland sweatshirt and the lady in the shop looked heartbroken when he decided against buying it.
°A river.
°Lots of jews.
°A big Döner Kebab with fries for only €4
°We got lost and walked down the same street like three times.
Finally we met up with Rob´s other friend from his mission. That whole thing was just weird. Rob can elaborate if he likes. He´ll start posting soon, I promise.
Anyway we got back to where we are staying (this old Flemish woman´s house). She talked to Rob until 2 am, long after I went to bed. Sometimes it is very handy to not know a language.
Of course, we had to eat real Belgian Waffles, which are really nothing like those things you get at Denny´s. These have the syrup baked in and taste what I imagine a croissant would taste like if you were drunk and cooked your dough in a waffle iron instead of an oven. So yes, they were good.
Antwerp was cool, especially the fountain with the giant statue of a guy throwing a severed hand. Most inspiring.
Other things in Antwerp:
°An souvenir shop owner who was cool but wouldn´t let us leave because he kept talking so much. Those Kiosks must be lonely.
°Rob tried on a Holland sweatshirt and the lady in the shop looked heartbroken when he decided against buying it.
°A river.
°Lots of jews.
°A big Döner Kebab with fries for only €4
°We got lost and walked down the same street like three times.
Finally we met up with Rob´s other friend from his mission. That whole thing was just weird. Rob can elaborate if he likes. He´ll start posting soon, I promise.
Anyway we got back to where we are staying (this old Flemish woman´s house). She talked to Rob until 2 am, long after I went to bed. Sometimes it is very handy to not know a language.
posted by T.R. at 8:28 PM
5 Comments:
so....are you going to write me back or what, hoser? i hope all is well. You are missed.
hey how are the train rides going. i guess one of you left a journal of some kind at my place. pretty good reading i must say. who needs philosophy books now....
anyway, i won't need it forever so if you let me know where i can send it, i'll be sure to.
have fun even though i still don't see why you'd need to go to italy or barcelona after seeing the blockhouses of rotterdam.
hey, stop reading that. Its my Personal Book of Things That Kenneth Doesnt Need to Know About Me. That is the working title anyway.
Yes, it is mine. Hows about I send you an envelope and some money. Thanks for not selling it, eh.
Seriously though, thanks for letting us stay and cooking us that spaghetti. You guys, Kenneth makes good spaghetti.
hope it wasn't the spaghetti that made rob sick. i think there's enough days in between to claim innocence! hope he feels better though.
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