Well, in short.....Bruges was pretty amazing.
I admit I'm not exactly a huge fan of the film myself, but I fared better than those who hadn't actually seen it, you know when the comments of 'oh, look, that's where Colin Farrell got shot' were flying about.
We obviously climbed up to the top of that tower. They tell you that it's three hundred and odd steps, but not that it's get really narrow and suffocating towards the top, I was a bit scared going downwards, poor Gethin had to take care of me most of the way down. I didn't even think I was all that bothered by confined spaces, but turns out I am, especially when I had to try and get past the people on their way up, which involved walking on the super narrow part of the stairs amidst mutterings of 'ah, zij is bang' from the Belgians. Yes that means 'oh, she's scared'. Felt a bit daft, needless to say.
Of course there was a great deal of drinking involved. Dropping glasses in the hostel bar got the group into trouble with the barman, but it was alright cause the manager was on our side :)
Chris, hostel manager, nice guy....who didn't mind that we had lots of alcohol in the room or broke half of the bar's glasses. I spent a good deal of the weekend chatting at him. Looks a lot like I'll be going to work for him in the summer, which is really exciting. Certainly saves me sitting on my arse doing nothing. Hopefully I can work there before doing the course in Leuven and then I'll head on home for September before uni. Hoping to be quite advanced at Dutch by then too.
I did learn however, that I speak Dutch like a German.
Let's get this straight.....I constantly get asked if I'm from Holland when I speak German, so I speak German like a Dutch person and Dutch like a German person. Marvellous.
So unfortunately had to cancel the trip to Italy, which is a gigantic shame.
Lately I found myself in a situation which seems to have escalated without me actually noticing, a situation which from what I can tell has arisen from a lot of misunderstandings. It's difficult to know sometimes who understands you and who doesn't. It's definitely been a time of reflection on who my real friends are and where I really want to be. Needless to say I didn't have to look very far, but it's a real shame that things have turned out this way.
In light of this I decided the best thing to do would be to stay at home for the whole holiday. As I've already mentioned at least a million times, I really do love this city, and the people in it. I love the feeling of being home, with all the comfort it brings. Although since I've been home (got here on Thursday) I haven't been able to keep my eyes open! Haven't felt this tired in such a long time, and even with full nights' sleep I've needed naps. I suppose after all the stress and having to sleep in my uncomfortable German bed I've been able to relax and actually get some good sleep in, which is great because sleep is one of my favourite things in the entire world.
In short, it feels amazingly good to be home, and I honestly wish I didn't have to go back to the 'Scheid, still, only 9 weeks left and then it's all over. Strange how my feelings keep changing about the ever approaching end.......
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