I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Monday, July 10, 2006
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Absolutely.
Hi Samir, so nice to find your comment here.
I do believe we could compare 'homesick moments' for quite sometime :)
Di--love your recent posts about your European trip. Also loved the picture of the guy with his arms spread...
Al S.
Homesickness ... it's a wrenching thing isn't it? We're keeping NZ warm for you, don't worry! xx
Lol,hi Al ... I'm glad you liked the pic.
Thanks chiefbiscuit :) much appreciated.
She don't like Belgium? Geez, why you wanna live here anyways?
Just teasing ya! We love some good kiwi's and not only to eat :D
Lol, beste manic ... well it's not that I don't like living in Belgie (let's not talk of the winter months) but anyway, I was in the Netherlands when I got homesick ... I'm sure you understand that! :)
Who doesn't get homesick in the Netherlands? Even the Dutch come over to Belgium from time to time coz they can't stand their own country. :P
Don't worry, one day you'll be able to go to New Zealand again.
Exactly my point manic ... ;)
Fingers crossed for luck, I'm going to try and work enough to fly home at Christmas. I'm sure I'll write about the trials and tribulations lol.
Meanwhile, it's just another beautiful day here is Belgie.
Hmmm Memories of the Canterbury plains. Stealing home late late one night after an NPC final at Jade Stadium - when Otago got slaughtered once again. Hiding from maurading Cantabs jeering at us for wearing blue and gold - the nightmare that never ends.... Nuke them say I :) Damn Cantabs!!!
How I giggled over that image of you sneaking about, hiding from the 'maurading Cantabs' jeering at you for wearing blue and gold ...
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