Bet Ghent

Ghent was the destination of choice this weekend. It is described by the guide book as frequently overlooked on tours of Western Flanders, and that seems like a real shame. It was nicer than Bruges, and more interesting than Delft, which are the two most similar cities that I've visited so far. Like Delft, it seemed as though real human being live there, but like Bruges it was spectacular and old world like. We left on Sunday Morning, A stayed home to do laundry, but Ju and Ry came. Unfortunately we took one of those milk route trains that stops at every little village along the way. It took about an hour, and then it turns out the tracks were broken after that, so we took the round-about bus. Ch and Ma left about two or three hours later, but joined us only shortly after our arrival, due to their use of the "express" train.

The previous night a bunch of us had been to the pan-latin american festivale here in Brussels. Unfortunately Si maintained his record of always going to the wrong place, and by the time all were assembled the metro was about to close ... none the less a good time was had by all.

I am also working quite hard at work now, attempting to make an update to the illustrious www.johnbowis.com. Not exactly sure when we will add the updates. I have also now completed the intern check list of fetching coffee, making photocopies, and running messages.