After a long absence, I find myself contributing my two (euro)cents to the Belgian educational system once again. It was almost literally two cents, because the entire program cost only about 500 euros, which is “peanuts” compared to the heaps of cash I had to dig out for my American Read more…
First of all, we had to drive two hours to Venlo to play two games. For those of you keeping track at home, this is the last outdoor tournament of the 2004 season, and I had to play it with the Airbreakers (click here to find out why). Final results: Read more…
Ann promised me, “This is Belgium at its most provincial Brian.” And she was right. Quiz night at the local bar/second home for Duffel’s finest. Ann had signed us up with Katja and Roeland to participate in the monthly quiz night. 30 teams of 4 people congregated in the back Read more…
The Airbreakers. Sounds like a club for the flatulent-prone. In fact it is the name of the ultimate frisbee team from Rotterdam. Months before I actually stepped foot in the Netherlands I had checked out the ultimate scene to make sure that I was going to be living in a Read more…
Okay. So Gouda is actually pronounced with a soft ‘g’, like “how-da”. Bet you didn’t know that (unless you are Dutch. Or Belgian. Or unless you DID know it). Ann and I just got back from a (brief) day-trip to this city famous for it’s cheese and it’s stained-glass windows. Read more…