Arrived at midnight, plenty of time till the morning. Since no way to go further around this time, went to a pub i was suggested, which is open till 5 in the mo. But that means i gotta drink. Started receiving free drinks. They were all asking me what is that with the suitcase. So I gave them a demonstration. More drinks came. And More pissed i became. Met crazy ppl. Including a taxi driver (who gave me a free lift later on) with his girlfriend who totally lost the plot. We hit the road, travelled miles , just to picture it: her sitting in the front , legs out in the window, smoking; the driver singing to the load music, who by the way might had a few shots earlier in the pub and me in the back pretending that having a ball, but praying for not 2 end up unlucky.
And luck was on my side.
Seemingly just wanted to give me a good example of what is a taxi driver in Brussels like. A gud promotion really. Hahh How good is that! I just love every single day of my life and wouldn’t change a thing, having a blast and enjoying the best days of my life… Can`t wait whats next..so stay tuned!