It's On the End of Your Fork, Or Spoon
I have plenty of good reasons why I went the entire month of September without posting a single thing. I'm sure Kim has some good reasons why as well. But I'm not going to dwell on all the negatives (moving, lots and lots stuff to do at work) but the positive ones: going to Europe for the first two weeks of September. I have lots of material to comb through but I felt it most appropriate to start here - a blurry photo of my half eaten Belgian waffle enjoyed at some touristy cafe in Brussels. That's what my vacation was about: indulgence, but of a cheap variety, and enjoying all the things I miss from when I lived there. Yes, the half eaten Belgian waffle is a symbol of my two weeks spent running like mad from country to country, seeing friend after friend, and remembering just how much I enjoyed being a student and being foreign. It's the decadence of Europe but also the familiarity of things remembered and all the photos I took surreptitiously in museums. Oh, the art! The art!