writing this from uncle peter’s couch in antwerp. first solo trip ever.

i found peter on couchsurfing a few days ago. now he’s making me coffee, talking about belgian beer, music, life. that’s just how it works i guess. strangers become friends really fast.

flew into charleroi. terrible airport. it’s like an hour from brussels and getting there sucks. hitchhiked from the q8 station near the exit. pro tip if you ever need it.

brussels was fine but too chaotic for me. ghent and bruges though, completely different. they look exactly like those medieval paintings because they basically are. saw the spots from “in bruges” which was cool. love that film.

accidentally walked into ghent’s red light district. first time seeing that. just windows with people in them. felt normal and weird at the same time.

anyway. tired as hell. sleeping on some guy’s couch in a country i’d never been to three days ago.

life’s weird. good weird :)