I’ve already subjected readers of this blog to unhealthy rants about my Final Year Project. Today, however, calls for something a little bit different. At this point, my urge to splurge on a getaway – any getaway – is overwhelming. I have cast aside my transcripts of interviews in favour of doodling in notebooks.
Dreaming up itineraries for journeys that are unlikely to happen in the short term is strangely restorative. Never did I expect scrolling through the Cheap Flights section of Ryanair to be so soothing.Let’s be honest – a flight to Copenhagen for €20 beats yoga and mindfulness any day. It’s not quite the zen I’ve been striving for, but it’s my opinion.
I’ve noticed through my almost-daily perusals of Ryanair’s offers that fares to Brussels’ national airport are starting from as little as €15. If there’s anyone who’d convince me to throw caution to the wind, it must be Michael O’Leary.
I visited Belgium last year for a quick, three-day excursion whilst on Erasmus. As a general rule, it’s boring to go back to places already visited. For Belgium, I’m willing to make an exception.
That’s what I’m going to be blogging about this week. Due to the fact that my overflowing love for Belgium cannot be contained by one mere post, I’ll do one or two on each destination I got to visit – Ghent, Bruges and Brussels. I’ll only ask that you give me time to organise my thoughts – well, at least a day. There will be beer. There will be Brel. Most importantly, there will be waffles and fries.