Surprisingly the flight from Phoenix to London went great. The layover was tolerable and the flight to Brussels just fine too. Arrived in Belgium early evening...1st stop, the bathroom with Shea. A sign on the door warning of child prostitution, no lie. Freaking Out a little bit. Walked out of the airport to find a taxi to take us to our new home. No taxis big enough to handle our crowd of five. Walked back into the airport. Asked every single rent-a-car place for a lease, none available. Went to the info desk, placed a call to a taxi service company. They had to call in the BIG van that fit 7. Phew.
Got to our rental house. Little, but cute. Found out that all the stores/restaurants around close at 8 pm.....past 8 pm, CRAP. Kids starving. Brent raids the owners cupboards and find rice and some sort of spinach dish. Try to serve to the kids. Guess they aren't that hungry after all. Go to sleep, we will get food in the morning. Everyone getting grumpy. "I hate Belgium" is already echoing of the walls. DOUBLE CRAP. Feeling paniced. Forgot to pack the panic button. CRAP, CRAP, CRAP. Got to go to sleep.
©ColleenFisher
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