A Weekend Starts With Delirium

The heat in Belgium was still going on when the wonder of a weekend was brought upon us. A bit earlier we had decided to go and visit the brewery of the family Huyghe, in Melle, a small town right at the corner of Gent. We were foolishly thinking that an indoor activity would be…

Bad Luck and Shooting Stars at Les Hemmes

It was time to drag our buggy gear on the road again. Les Hemmes had been enjoying low tide for half a week already, so the beach would be as perfect as it gets. Also the forecast was promising rather nice winds. Needless to say, we were both excited to get going. We reached France…

One Stupid Idea – A Weekend

This time the weather took us to the northern coast of France. No, not Les Hemmes. We parked our car in the TGV station of Calais, being Fréthun, took the train to Boulogne-sur-Mer and started walking back. There is a trail GR120 that runs along the northern French coast and ends up somewhere in Belgium….

The endless Les Hemmes

Friday the 13th. The day that started our long weekend of hippie beach life. Our car was packed full again, we had a special guest with us, from Waffle’s work. We had also some extra special goodies for the birthday of one of the buggiers. The car was feeling like a mammoth slumbering through the…

Sudden shifts, hale at the beach

So, there we were, or would have been, laying on the beach, me and Waffle with watermelon named Marty, as the heavy clouds rolled up from the sea. Lightnings crossing the black gloomy mass, up and down as it swallowed the sun. As soon as the clouds hit the higher ground, hail started pounding the sand…

The Faces of Greece – Day Two

Sunday came, chilly and sunny, giving another face entirely to our surroundings. Thanks to early night, we woke up before the sun, to witness one of the most beautiful sunrises. It lit the horizon into flaming orange, contrasted by the pure white clouds right underneath our feet. The colors the sun shone to the mountaintops, breathtaking views! Hearty breakfast shoveled…

A Birthday, Sunset and Kite buggy

Our weekend started with a birthday on Friday. One of Waffles friends was getting older, not that you noticed anything. Such a special man he is, that we thought he might deserve something not so ordinary. So we arranged some fireworks for him. Almost burned a forest, but luckily it had been hellishly rainy for the…

Life in a Buggy

The first meters. Moving to Belgium brought a lot of changes into my life. Among them a new hobby. I have been studying the fine art of kite buggying for a while now.  It all started after spying on the Flickr account of Waffle. There were plenty of photos of buggies on a beach and people…