The only way to approach praising or loving Brussels, is by accepting the city as it truly is...surrealist in all aspects.
As Belgium pulls itself apart,with Brussels caught in the middle, and the world snickers at its antics, this article (sent by M and posted by S on her blog:http://mynybits.blogspot.com/2007/11/mannekenpis-revenge.html) accurately captures how most expats feel about their adopted home city:
http://www.guardianabroad.co.uk/lifestyle/article/344
My own ode to Brussels is mainly situated in the non-touristy spaces of the city - Matonge, Gare Midi, Place Lux, Le Stoemelings (place de londres), l'ultime atome; and built around memories of walking up and down Chausee d'Ixelles, going to the museums, running to bars and movies on Toison d'Or, late night frites near rue dublin, and partying at Mezzo and Le President with good friends.
I do hope the current government "crisis" sorts itself out - though even in this context, one is forced to just roll one's eyes and sigh...only in Belgium!
2 comments:
My ode to Brussels revolves around my gym Aspria and my 2000 sqft house as opposed to the dog kennel-type of apts you have to get adjust to in Manhattan...
But first and foremost, my dear frida, is the people that make the difference. And as you know the gang is definitely gone and dissolved... Cherish the good memories, keep in touch with your loved ones and enjoy LA!
shame on you! last post is dated november 20th... Come on! I look forward to reading your posts!!
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