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Saturday, May 12, 2007

Belgium: Landed

Once the plane landed in Brussels, I made a concerted effort to boost my morale. But, my friends, life's crap machine continued to grind, and combined with my travel weariness, I have yet to achieve a happy state. On the train, every girl and boy scout (they pronounce it "scoot") in the whole of Belgium was in my car on their way to a Saturday outing. Scoots everywhere. In the aisles. Under the seats. Passing the time by playing 1000 Bournes and screaming. A virtual storm of loud and wiggly scoots.

I arrived at the conference center more than ready for a nap and a shower. Unfortunately, the conference's so-called organizers have no ability to do so. After much toe tapping and urging by me to fix the problems (which included me not being in the room with the correct person, but rather a woman I have not yet met, a stranger, from Egypt, and her having the only key to said room, and no one being able to find her), I moved into the room and burst into weary travel tears at everything and nothing. An odd state for me, because I'm fairly travel flexible. I think maybe being in Europe (as opposed to Rwanda or East Timor or Cambodia, all of which I'd be much happier in–Europe doesn't do much for me), I expected some level of order, and that expectation resulted in frustration.

Frustration that, thus far, no amount of whoops and hollers and hugs from Chile and Bali, India and Bangladesh, Canada and New Zealand, have rectified.


Blogger Citymouse said...

big cyber hug

9:27 AM  
Blogger meno said...

ugh. just ugh.

9:44 AM  
Blogger Girlplustwo said...

it must be bad, if all that international joy and love isn't curing it.

you don't have to be the master traveller every single time.

i'll be thinking of you.

9:45 AM  
Blogger Lynnea said...

We call 'em scoot here too. And that would be a cacophony to disturb travel! Thoughts are with you, hoping things improve.

1:55 PM  
Blogger QT said...

Yuck, lucia. The thought of you shedding travel tears makes me sad. I know the level of frustration you must be at.

3:51 PM  
Blogger thailandchani said...

Sometimes you need a break from something. Maybe you need to take a break from this and do something else for a while. I can understand why that would happen.



9:47 AM  
Blogger magickat said...

Ugh - sorry for your travelers tears. It's gotta definitely be from the cooties which is a disease commonly prevelant in scoots. Children of that age are the only ones allowed to give cooties so I totally blame them.

10:09 PM  

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