As you can see, I'm back from my holidays, a lovely week touring Belgium with my BF, a week that I hoped would never end...but all good things come to an end, as Nelly Furtado used to sing in her last winter hit.
The places were more than beautiful, Brugge will alwalys have a soft spot in my heart, and so the great "frites" and the delightful belgian chocolate.
But now I'm here, in this hot&humid horrible city, with all the problems and to-do things falling over my back like an enormous sandstorm that leaves me breathless.
I
WANNA
LEAVE
NOW.
I'm gonna fall, really.