Culturally Belgium could not bemore of a contrast to India, arriving in Brussels I was instantly greeted by misty cold weather, people without a proper knowledge English and clean calm streets. No beggars!
My Dutch and French seems to be completely different totheirs, at least the Dutch accent was unbearable - I got around with French. After quite some hassle I found Thomas and after a short visit of the city we went to Ghent. This turned out to be like lueneburg just a different epoch. Young people, awesome restaurants and a decent cuteness. But a beauty coupled with everyday life. Brugge however turned put to be to cute to bear without lol. My god this city consists of chocolate, belgian "spitze", jewellery and souvenir stores as well as cute houses and fat americans eating ice cream. After 2 days this city was annoying with its cuteness and we decided to spend the rest of the time drinking sangria and watching fat Americans in the paardentram. But all in all it was a wonderful time. And not too fast, I am still struggling with the acclimatization, unfriendly people and the damn speed and lack of tolerance. People here need to sit and stare, take some time to understand and reconsider. Maybe discuss the small irrelevant things to understand the big relevant issues in life.
I learnt to enjoy busrides and their trancelike 6-10h of thinking with the wind blowing through my hair. I never had so much time for myself and my thoughts. I will miss life in India.
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