FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

1. I had seen that the first mussels of this year had come out and couldn't resist to order a plate.



It looked and was absolutely delicious. Mussels and chips are one of the typical Belgian plates.

2. My nearly 17 years old cat had to have her last teeth pulled out, to avoid infections.



I dropped her off early morning and to my surprise my vet called me to say she will bring Pookie over because she was in the area and thought that way I don't have to pick her up ! I don't know any vet who would do this ! Pookie behaved like a drunken sailor, but the next day it was already better.

3. To know a little more about the renovations of the Waterloo Battle field site, for my volunteer work at the Tourist office, I drove there and had to state that the site is still not finished, 10 days before the bicentenary celebrations.



There was still a lot to do, at least the fields were clean now to put up the "village" !

4. When I arrived at the Tourist office to answer the phone



I saw to my surprise that a horse with a carriage full of water containers was standing in front of the building. It was real folklore, they water the hanging pots with the help of a horse instead of a vehicle !

This time I was very busy with answering more or less stupid questions, like "do you rent costumes for the battle" or "How can I drive my son in law to work, when all streets are closed". Of course they are not all closed, only around the Lion's Hill. Many also asked for tickets, but all the 180.000 tickets are sold.

5. I picked up Mr. G at the Brussels Airport late at 11 pm. To find a parking place was easy and according to Internet informations it should have been Parking 1. It turned out it was for arrivals. There was not a single soul and no numbers on the floor, in short no indication at all to find your way back to the car ! I took out a paper and noted how many colons I passed, that I had to cross a blue way and the exit was in front of the "Help Desk" where nobody was at this hour. I had to take the elevator down to the "Arrivals". Mr. G, didn't have a suntanned face as he should have, no he looked as if he came back not from Italy but from the Rain forest. He was happy to be back, after having been with two like machine guns talking girls, his sister and niece, and all the food they prepared for him twice a day ! I think this was the last time he went there he hadn't even seen the beautiful Garda Lake !

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