I don’t know about the wish to travel. Maybe it’s the wish for a whole new life. Or maybe it’s just a window we need to have. Maybe it’s just like any other wish, like wanting to eat lots of chocolate cakes. Anyway, from my past trips, Belgium was really beautiful. It was raining all the time. Oostende is a beach in the Flemish part of Belgium, a large beach, where people walk, run, throw roses away, where birds stop for a while.

I heard a kid screaming there : LOPEN. It was the first Flemish word I ever heard. It means: RUN. The kid  was running a race with his brother.