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Published: June 30th 2007
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Café life in Brussels
restaurant plattesteen I am well back in Denmark and have finished last semester with a very nice 11. This means that my summer is starting and I can engage myself in work and books and relaxation.
But since I do have to work all summer, my only real vacation was my visit to Brussels, which I now hope to tell a bit about. And hopefully with the adding of some embarrasing pictures of Meike, whom I visited there.
The best thing about travelling a week somewhere, is when there is a person who greets you in the airport. Unfortunatly, Meike wasn't in the airport. She was caught at work. But when I finnally after getting lost at the central stations underground system, arrived to her office I got the greetings that I needed. It was amazing to see my old roommate again and to hear of all the gossip. Meike always has loads of stories to tell and with her cute German accent, I find myself listening and laughing and commenting all the time. I love these times with Meike. I find that all should have a friend like her.
Meike works for a coming conference for upcoming journalists. Most of the
people working with this conference were young Germans, which ment that I once again was caught in the German language. But having said that, they were all exceedingly good in English (much better than me). They also proved out to be great fun. They introduced me to the world of Brussels. Everything from suitdressed men dancing to Grease-songs at Ralphs bar to terrible hangovers in their office the next day. I liked the entire atmospheare. I enjoyed the entire feeling of so many foreign people in one place working for one common institution. The EU. And I constantly asked myself the question whether I one day when finished studying would fit into a place such as this in Brussels. I can only admit that I hope and will work for it.
My week turned out to be loads of alcohol, loads of sleeping off a hangover and loads of sightseeing in Brussels. I am madly in love with St. Gery and the entire café- and restaurant life there. I also both enjoyed a quiet moment with Janneke Pis and Zinneke Pis and surely I got to eat myself stuffed in MuslesFrites. I am sure that I got an 11
at my final exam because I had had the opportunity to get a well deserved vacation in Brussels first.
So thank you beautifull Meike and greetings to all your crazy friends down there. Hope the conference has gone through okay.
Lot's of love Annake Pis
Note from the author: The reason I have called this page "the split of nations" is due to Belgium having two different parts. Though Belgium is a state, it is very much parted in two nations; the French (to which Brussels belong) and the Flemish. I suppose that this difference is why I so fancy Belgium and Brussels. How can a country with two nations, two cultures and two languages survive? How can they co-exist? What is Belgium's historical and cultural enheritage? Its own or that of France and the Netherlands? Additionally, one might consider that it is three nations, since the entire EU-headquarters take up an entity of its own. I find that, the French and Flemish parts are working better as a unit than any of them do with the EU-area of Brussels.
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Marino
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Hey Anna, actually Brussels belongs to the Flemish part of Belgium, it is officially bilingual, but 80% of the population speaks French (and this is a still a very simplistic presentation of the situation). Grtz, Marino