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.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
About living in Brussels
In Belgium really ...
Read till the end of the article if you start it. Seems negative but ends well and explains things I'm not sure I've managed to convey before.
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