Just waiting for the train in Brussels heading home (Antwerp).
2 minutes ago I was still planning to buy a take-away salad in the local grocery store (so to avoid that I eat late, after getting home).
I am right about to check out, get my pay card ready, but first I ask the cashier for some (packed) plastic cutlery.
He: ‘There is no cutlery.’
Me: ‘Well, it is take-away food, so there should be some, in fact. ….Since I don’t seem to have my survival kit with me, what solution would you suggest?’
I am Hungarian living in Antwerp, Belgium.
Having landed in my blog might mean that you are interested in topics like How to Run A Happy Family, or How To Be Successful At Work, or Which Places Not To Miss When You Travel Abroad, and if you indeed want to know more about those topics, please do visit some real blogs, due to the fact that I also write about family, travel, work, etc, however the common element of those posts being that you will for sure not find them useful, in any sense.
You will meet recurring characters, such as my daughter (2006), my son (2009), my husband, and some others (grandmas, neighbours, teachers, colleagues..) who are all very nice people, so appearing in my stories is not at all their fault..
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