March 23, 2009
What a terrible weekend

So far my weekends in Belgium have been far from relaxing. I do not really know why, but every weekend there is a problem of some type or another, but this past weekend has been the worst so far.

Or original plans were the following:

  1. Ask my manager to get Friday off.
  2. Go early to work so I can leave after 12 on Thursday.
  3. Take the car to Paris on Thursday and have dinner out.
  4. Spend most of the weekend visiting Paris.
  5. Go to a wedding on Sunday
  6. Get back to Brussels.

Unfortunately our plans did not really occurred and the following happened instead:

  1. Ask by manager to get Friday off.
  2. Go early to work so I can leave after 4:00 pm on Thursday because I had a meeting regarding the migration to a new platform.
  3. Take the car to Paris on Thursday arrive at 9:00 pm, have no place to park and of course do not have dinner.
  4. Visit Paris for 6 hours before we get told that the wedding has been canceled because the mother of the husband passed away
  5. Go to Brussels on Friday, park the car. A robber managed to open the car and stole my passport.
  6. Go to the police and be told that if you do not speak French or Dutch they will not help you.

Yes, that was a shit weekend.