Brussels

This is a very special photo. Or it rather comes from a special period. It's from a year ago, June, when I came back for a long weekend from Israel, to bring part of my luggage back, breathe Europe, be in Franz Merjay again, and to see some people for who I cared very much at the time. Probably it was then that I realised Israel wasn't a place for me after all. I slept on a matress in Pat's study, and had those new clothes from American Apparel. We smoked a lot on the balcony too. The weekend was boiling, and I took it to rediscover Brussels somewhat, went to eat in Le Portrait de famille just round the corner, which I never normally do, and to rue de Flandre...This one is Boekhandel/Café exactly there. A superb place, smoky but nice. I have a big folder of pics from Brussels cafés from that weekend. It was that time also that we went with Pat to Cordelia in Auderghem. And that time also FX introduced Bindu to us. And Marco was in Belgium....