So have some updates:
- got promoted. that was cool
- ofsted arrived. that was less cool.
- passed my driving test. that was super cool.
No idea how I managed to pass my driving test, at several points I thought to myself "this is it, I've fucked it, I've failed". But incredibly, the examiner passed me and my pink license has already arrived and no takesie-backsies DVLA!
But I had no time to do anything with my new found freedom, as I said goodbye to sunny England and said hello to equally sunny Belgium (that is to say: not at all) as part of my bestie and I's 30th birthday year extravaganza. That's not the official name.
Despite Mercury being in Retrograde and that being the worst possible time to travel anywhere (hello airline going to administration), everything worked out alright. Flight was only delayed by an hour and a half. No big deal.
Then my clear plastic liquids bag got rejected by security in Birmingham in what was possibly the biggest injustice to ever happen to anyone in the history of mankind. More on this later.
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| Our plane (in case you've never seen one before) |
My bestie and I boarded the plane and made it to Brussels largely unscathed and after checking in at our hotel, there was only really one thing we could do at 11pm: go out for beer.
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| Delirium Red. It's 'aight. |
I just want to say straight off the bat: I LOVE these glasses, look at the cute little elephants! If I didn't have to worry about these making back it to England in one piece in my carry-on luggage. I would have bought two. Maybe five.
Day two saw the first waffle consumed (avec nutella) and then we got the Metro to the Atomium. The Atomium was pretty sweet, can't pretend I understood the point or the meaning of the mini raves but I thoroughly enjoyed the escalator tubes and looking down into Mini Europe from above because fuck paying 15€ for that.
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| mmm balls |
Then we ate frites. I came all this way and I wasn't going to leave without getting my chops round some chips. These were from some rando frites merchant near the Atomium and outside the cinema. Really good serving size and would recommend. Had mine with samurai sauce at Kelly's suggestion. It's like Nando's perinaise on crack. So good, we went to Carrefour so Kelly could smuggle it back into England.
Partly because it was cold and windy and partly because it was 'free' (free in the sense that you had already paid for it with the Atomium ticket) we went to the ADAM Design Museum. I imagine they called it that because 'The Plastic Museum' wouldn't nearly catch on as well. Although there was a funky exhibit on nightclubs and discos? Idk but there were some bangin' disco tunes.
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| I had wondered where my interview outfit went. |
I'm trying not to go into excruciating detail about the minutiae of everything we did because no one wants to read that. But safely assume we drank a lot of beer, ate lots of waffles and ate plenty of frites. Also, we had Korean BBQ because of course we did.
Sunday, I attempted to renegotiate Brexit, but EU's closed on Sundays so that's cool. I guess
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| she's beauty she's grace she shoves chips in her face |
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Sadly, all good things must come to an end and it was time to go back to merry old England. At least the flight was on time and I didn't miss my train.
Next up: Amsterdam. Speaking of, Duolingo is bothering me to learn some Dutch. Hashtag Not Sponsored.
Until next time
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