The story begins just before leaving. As usual, I was rushing: I had to get out of the office, drive home, change my clothes, pick up the suitcase, leave the laptop and run to the station to catch the train at 7:20 in order to arrive at a "decent" hour in Brussels...
As usual, I open the mailbox and I have a couple of oranges from the empress... :)
The train was delayed, meaning that not only the "underdeveloped" spaniards are late..... or the italians... The few times I had to take the train in Switzerland it was delayed and here, in Luxembourg, THE GRAND DUCHY OF LUXEMBOURG, the first time I had to take the train it was delayed...
Maybe "North Europeans" (starting as "North of Europe": France) should review the concept, the cliché they have about Spanish:
- 2 hours for lunch break (who??, please gimme 1 example, just 1!!!!).
- "Ole" (and they don't even know what it means)
- Sun and heat
- Always late...
Bloody hell !!!!! I am tired of hearing that.... it's like "Japan - Geisha", "British - Drunk that never takes a shower or doesn't eat properly", "American - Uneducated who cannot situate Spain on the map", "Italian - Mafia", "French - arrogant" and so on.
I am tired of all clichés. If I don't beleve any of them because I have a minimum of respect, why do the people keep making the same mistakes, at least in my presence???.
I don't list all the things that I really believe about the others based on facts because I don't want to infer from those facts (that actually have happened to me) that all the population labeled under the same nationality are """"""........
Anyway, after my pertinent complaint (I am a complainer! :O) ), I can continue.
Since I got many oranges but I didn't have (yet) to help my lovely old neighbour in opening her next dose of vitamins I thought on buying a small present for her.. and I decided to buy some small Easter Eggs made of Belgian chocolate.
By the way, two curious things about Belgium that I've learnt this weekend:
1. The Tour of Flanders (my "Flandes") is very popular, takes 1 day and took place last Sunday (1st of April).
2. The architecture of the end of the Middle Age and Renaissance, (such as the building in the Vermeer's painting I keep as a screen backgroung in the blog) is called by Belgian, "Spanish style".
Comming back to the issue...
When I arrived home, I opened her mailbox to put them in... and surprisingly, there were Goji berries, newspapers, and many many things.... so I decided to wait 1 day because there was no space.
Today.. I went downstairs and I got a postcard from her in my mailbox "thank you for the berries" BUT THIS TIME IT WASN'T ME!!!!, meaninig that either somebody made a mistake and left her the "merchandise" :O), or somebody is using our mailboxes to pass stuff :O)
Of course I'm kidding...
Let's see how it finishes, because for the time being, I just left her another postcard, with the Belgian chocolates telling her that I was not the one who gave her the Goji berries... SHE MUST HAVE ANOTHER SECRET ADMIRER!!!!!!
Although she is old... I am jealous!!!!!