We're back from heaven, and it's called Paris

 So much has happened since the last post. On the second of august we went to visit (Serge) and uktena (Barbara). They prepared us a wonderful meal, I felt so spoilt.
We also spend a big part of the afternoon throwing a frisbee around. Fun at the time but my body was definitely complaining the next morning. I should get into some kind of work out schedule again cause that was just pathetic.
The next evening I went with Serge and my big brother polkadragon  to Cirque du Soleil while Andrew went to a concert with my parents. It was Sam's birthday present to me as you might recall and it was absolutely magical. The whole time you're either in awe or have tears rolling down your face from laughing.
Then Sam drove me home, but home seemed to be closed and Andrew had my key. Luckily, even though he had to get up the next morning, Sam wasn't opposed to going for a drink together. It felt good to have some one on one time again, check on each other's lives. I have to admit that I haven't been the most available of people the last month.

The next day Andrew told me where we'd be going on the trip: PARIS. He'd told me before that we had to take two trains instead of just the one we had to take so it was a surprise.
It was our first real trip outside of the country together and yes some things went wrong:: I forgot my purse on the train but was able to get it back from the 'Lost and Found' desk after we'd gone back to the station. The hotel had some problems so they moved us to another hotel for one night, a better one though, so we didn't really mind. And right before we left, about 20 minutes before the train was going to take us back to Bruges, we lost our tickets and had to get new ones. A waste of the money, but there was nothing else we could do.
Those were the inconveniences on the trip, apart from that it was amazing. We visited the Eiffel Tower, climbed it at night, the Notre Dame, l'Arc de Triomphe, the Hard Rock Café, the Louvre and Versailles. It's so impressive. The last day we went on a boat trip on the Seine and I realised that even though we'd been busy all the time we hadn't seen even a tenth of what there is to see. I'll definitely have to go back some day.
One of the highlights of the trip for me was Chinatown. We got a black silk suit for Andrew and a dark blue chinese style dress for me. Apart from that also some chinese china (giggle) and a wok for my room in Ghent.
If I ever have to prepare food for guests at least the presentation will be good, might take the focus off the food.

I feel like Andrew and I keep doing better. After the first times when it was still a bit new saying 'I love you' is now so liberating. In the beginning he seemed a bit reluctant to just say it whenever but not anymore. I know I'm on dangerous ground in opening up as much as I do, and that it's easy to get hurt this way, but at the same time it feels like I'm finally really free.
We keep doing better, getting more used to each other and learning what to do and what not to do. I know now not to push him, even if I sometimes still do, it's a lot less than before. When he gets angry over something I had nothing to do with, I need to give him some time to cool down.
We have no idea what will happen when he goes back, the only thing we know is that both of us are going to be very very very busy, we'll have to plan time to talk. I'm sort of afraid of what will happen, I don't know what to expect, but at the same time we both want this to work out, and I'll work at it, even if it's hard. He makes me happy, he's worth it.

Yesterday I basically spent studying, Andrew's helping my parents out in the garden (earning his stay here ;-)) so I'll get back to some more studying. After seeing the Louvre Art history doesn't seem so bad anymore. I've seen how impressive art can be and how amazingly beautiful. Maybe it's not a bad thing to know more about it.

Enjoy the summer!
Jo