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If all goes as scheduled I will not be spending any time here in Brussels except to change trains

If all goes as scheduled, I will not be spending any time here in Brussels, except to change trains. A miracle I’ve never seen a traffic accident here in Brussels—an insane free for all. Like a demolition derby where miraculously no one actually touches any other car. I am supposed to spend Friday night in Frankfurt, arriving back here in Brussels Saturday morning and then home. I find it hard to believe I won’t change my ticket before leaving Vienna and come all the way back to Brussels on Friday so I can spend Friday night in Brussels. I haven’t done it yet, because I am trying to be strong. Depends what happens in Vienna—if nothing much does, more likely I will want to go to Brussels Friday night. If I have a great time in Vienna, more likely I will be content to stop off in Frankfurt Friday night. We shall see. 125 already. One more beer and time to go back and wait on the platform.

Three hours to Frankfurt, half hour to change, then 3 hours just over to Munich. Not bad

Three hours to Frankfurt, half hour to change, then 3 hours just over to Munich. Not bad. A sprint across cold misty northern France and Belgium and now we are in an equally cold but not so misty Brussels. Not in any hint of excited mood at all. On my first small beer in L’Orient Express. No barmaid! An old Algerian man perhaps; perhaps the manager’s father. 1235 now, 1 hour 50 minutes till my train leaves, scarcely time to do anything but stay here in Orient Express. As always the Jupiler ice old. Bravo. No excitement; tired of course. Ah, a barmaid—apologies for being late. 1pm. 9 hours till any hint of naughtiness. A heavy cross to bear all the way across Belgium and Germany.brussels-3brussels-7brussels-8

Having broken through in Brussels to a deeper level I feel I am already through the wormhole before I even arrive in Vienna

Having broken through in Brussels to a deeper level, I feel I am already through the wormhole before I even arrive in Vienna. I can start on this deeper level already. Cannot wait now. Temptation to grab some cans of Fosters on the way home, and go to Laetitia again before work Sunday very strong. Then Monday sleep & go out mid afternoon, don’t get to Round Table till 4pm, then I can be in —– till after 7.casa (1)

That sexless 1999 Grand Tour to Europe, the sexless 2001 trip to Vienna and Oslo (what a journey that was), the sexless Vienna trip of 2002 (Lotta)

That sexless 1999 Grand Tour to Europe, the sexless 2001 trip to Vienna and Oslo (what a journey that was), the sexless Vienna trip of 2002 (Lotta), the sexless 3 Brussels/Berlin trips of 2003; it was only with the three Munich trips of 2003 that I started to have really sexual holidays (Patricia, Bella Rosa, Irina, Emily), followed by the three Berlin trips of course, more Munich/Nuremberg, culminating and pretty much ending with the January 2005 Vienna trip with Pour Platin Maria. After that —– took over my life till the January 2014 Twelfth Night return to Vienna—Fortuna Blonde, WSK Amanda, and the massive opening shots in a new Golden Age.

 

Oh my god I just realised I leave Vienna so early on the Friday that I get back to Frankfurt at 136pm in the afternoon only

Oh my god, I just realised I leave Vienna so early on the Friday that I get back to Frankfurt at 136pm in the afternoon only; PLENTY of time to get the 3 hour train to Brussels and spend Friday night in Brussels, and maybe Leyla again, before midday Eurostar home Saturday. I have felt no desire to be in Frankfurt Friday night ever since I booked it. Wait till Thursday obviously and payday but surely I will be more excited to be in Brussels Friday night. Also I have an awkward 3 hours in Brussels Saturday morning which I did not know what to do with.