WEEKEND REVIEW - September 17

From hot African temperatures from one day to the other we found ourselves nearly at the Northpole, at least I had this impression ! Long sleeved T-shirts came out again and you had to get used to another lifestyle, because with this heat you had the excuse to just sit or lay around and do nothing !

Now there was no excuse anymore.

We started with a lunch together with my friends from the painting class.



As usual it was extremely good and we ate like horses. We had such a lot to chat, that at the end the restaurant owner started to clean the floor to make us understand that it was now time to leave because she wanted to close ! In the middle sits our teacher (with the grey hairs). One of her daughters works for UNICEF to save starving children and has to go into camps now with a bullet proof jacket armed and two soldiers ! It became so dangerous. We all admired the courage of her daughter.



As it was not yet raining Nicole and I discovered a new park with a little lake. But it wasn't a lake, it was a water bassin to collect rain water and avoid floods. It looked very nice just like a lake. We didn't make the whole tour, it was a little too much.



This must have been a little café in the past because the beer brand "Wiel's" is still written above the entrance. Now it looks like a private house. Must be nice to live there it is so peaceful.

After our walk we had a coffee and then returned home.

On Sunday afternoon we were invited to my friend's and (ex) neighbor Dominique. In her 60th she had found a second love of her life.



He is 65 and a widower. It was only the reception, the civil marriage had been done already months before. It was hard to get to the new weds, we didn't even know when they arrived, it wasn't very well organized. Most of the people didn't know each other, fortunately our other neighbours were there too,  (left below) otherwise we would have been quite lost, although I had the opportunity to meet her 2 sons and one daughter and it was such a joy to see them again and chat a bit together. Dominique looked very happy and her new husband talked and talked. At 7 we returned home.



I put our pictures together as souvenir, it is not often that you can see Mr. G. in a suit ! This one he wore for the last time at my fathers funerals nearly 20 years ago, and he was very proud to still fit in the suit !