Yesterday evening, D and I cycled to the food truck festival which took place at the city centre. We ate a pizza, drank cocktails, listened to music, and met a harmless drunken weirdo. 😛
This Sunday afternoon, we visited a handful of technology companies on Open Bedrijvendag. D and I gained some useful information for possible home improvements. There were also free drinks and food.
Yesterday, I dug up three potatoes from my vegetable patch. Two are the size of a child’s fist, while one has the respectable size of a store-bought potato. I am pleased.
Today, I experimented on and made a two-ingredient pizza dough. Using up my bolognese sauce, ham pieces and grated cheese, I made a medium-sized pizza which D and I shared at lunch.
It was stadsfestival (city festival) of Harelbeke this past weekend. Because Friday was rainy and cold, D and I did not go to the pre-braderie music performances. Saturday evening, we biked to and parked at the train station, and proceeded to visit several music podiums, watched fireworks, and drank something at Ratrock.
Sunday, we headed off to Brugge to attend the yearly beer festival. It was an eventful weekend blessed with lovely weather.
D and I biked to the Gavers yesterday afternoon. The event was called Gavers Dag previously. I have no idea why they changed the name.
The weather was not so great, so like last year, the turn out was pretty low.
D and I did enjoy ourselves though. We watched some people snorkelling, then saw wild birds getting freed, went to little stands to taste leftover rescue food, listened to bird songs, and checked out some world class taxidermy.
We did not stay to drink at the café this time. There is always next time. The Gavers is so close to home it is literally our backyard…
The dry and warm weather this week has caused a significant drop of water level in the fish pond. So, D and I worked together to refill and top-up the pond with drinking water. We do this by utilising the garden hose.
Water is at a good level now and the fishes are doing well.
The first time I went to Vilvoorde was in 2022, for the art and music festival known as Horst.
Yesterday, D and I went to almost the same location to pick up my passport, which now contains a tourist visa to the United States. Yeah!
The last Gentse Feesten that D and I went to was in July 2018. We were occupied with visiting friends in 2019 and then the pandemic happened. And just like that six years have gone by?!
Yesterday in the evening, D and I went to Gent, parked at a P+R and took the tram to the city centre to enjoy the festival. The weather was lovely (it was rainy the day before) and there were a lot of people. Because D could not find a food stall that sells things he likes, we sat down at a restaurant to drink beers and had a pizza to share. After a few hours at the festival, we got home safely by one thirty in the morning.
We are older now, do not live in the city, and have learnt how to enjoy things in a mellower manner…
After a light dinner of sandwiches yesterday evening, D and I cycled to a free music festival at the city centre. There were a total of four performances, spread out from five to midnight. D and I decided to only see part of the third performance, but definitely wanted to be there for Vive la Féte. What a show!
Today is Belgian National Day. D and I went to the parents for a barbecue lunch. After the meal, the four of us watched the last hours of Tour De France on TV.
D and I boarded the train in Kortrijk at 11.50am. We then changed train in Antwerp at 13.44pm and reached Amsterdam by 15.35pm. A short tram ride later, we were waiting at the hotel lobby for the rest of the family to arrive from France.
Easy peasy… 🙂
