Today was the last day of L'amour. We were truly sad to leave....but we have so much more to do before we return back to the states. There is so much excitement.
We could not figure out how to use a French laundry machine. No joke. It was quite serious actually. French words do not always translate well. My french has been getting better and slowly but surely, my english grammer and pronunciation is suffering as well. If I stayed in France for a month, I am sure that I would be quite fluent in French and I would be stuttering in English.
We took the train to Brussels and waited for my new relatives to pick us up. When I say new, I mean that one of my family had ever met them before. In fact, I knew practically nothing about them until they picked us up from the station. They could have been murderers and I would not have known. But Marc, Lori, and Julien Dallons are not murderers.....they are the sweetest family in Waterloo, Belgium. They were so hospitable and fun to chat with. Their English was superb. Julien taught Aaron and me how to dribble in field hockey and we even played a game of soccer where everytime I kick the ball to him, I must say a new French word. I learned many and of course, I forgot nearly all of them by morning. Julien is 16 years old, ad strangely, a red head....like, Ariel little mermaid red....it was insane! And Marc, who is the same age as my dad, is technically MY 3rd cousin. I also met Danilo Dallons, Lori's older son. He was quite nice as well. We tried some authentic Belgian beer and I thought of Dan Ford and how much he would like to sip the same beer that I wanted to vomit back up.....
Aaron is holding an electric fly swatter. We are going to buy one and bring it back....the flies sizzle. And the other picture is Marc Dallons' family. The red head is Julien, then his mom Lori, and Danilo in the back. Marc is sitting comfortably in the chair like the Dauphin.
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