fucking europe: bliss vs. madness
Posted: November 3, 2006
i am currently sitting on a train on my way to brussels belgium right now. it is like 9:00pm here or shall i say 21:00. i came to europe to relieve a little stress and today was a nightmare. tracy and i jumped through the following hoops + transfers to get this far today with hopes to get to lueven, belgium before we fall apart. btw if the spelling on any of these locations is wrong don’t hate me.
believe it or not we didn’t want to kill each other once. we didn’t have reservations for half the trains because they were full. at one point i was in smooshed in between cars with tracy and about 5 young french soldiers… she opted not to put on lip gloss until we got onto the next train. all of this is to say one thing: we had about 10 jerks in information booths at every station tells us that it was impossible to get to brussels today and even though it was very discouraging all day we pushed forward and made it. now i need a shot of whiskey and a kick in the face.
and yes… i don’t care what anyone says: the french are assholes.
Next time in Brussels, my advice. rent a car, alittle car, they are all little cars in Europe. Who cares what the cost of gaas is there?
From rick ballentine on November 12th, 2006 at 10:35 pm
Look at the bright side of it … You don’t live in europe
Yes the best way to get around here is by car
From Aimar Sarapik on January 27th, 2007 at 2:34 pm