In Brussels

My first full day in Brussels. I did lots of touring during the day, so much my feet are still sore. I would llove to tell you what sights I have seen, but that is a story for another day, for telling how the sun glints off the spire’s of the cathedrals or the towers of the palais requires more than I can do on iPhone.

So, I retired to my hotel room after a heavy day of touring. I smoked one of those big fat Amsterdam joints, dined at the hotel, sat at the hotel bar, ripped down three double Knob Creek bourbons with various Belgium beer backups, and now, I am smoking another fat joint in my room. And for some reason I feel I must return to the Brussels evening, even though chomatose, even knowing I can’t drink or smoke the woman with the dark hair off my mind.

But life goes on. Things tend to even out. And this joint I’m smoking is getting way short. Time to hit the city.

Published in: on September 24, 2008 at 2:36 pm  Leave a Comment  

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