Part 4/10. Brugge and horrible drunkness

Coming back from the South, we had a couple of days to hang out in Lille. Albane had a presentation in one of her classes, some school work, and I had the chance to be around her school with my laptop attempting to work. And I say -attempting- because, it seems mostly what I did was writing emails, reading them... Posting... Watching 'comedy central' clips... And... Things of the sort.

When I am not motivated I am a HORRIBLE procrastinator... And honestly, during this time I certainly was. It was 'good' though, it helped me notice something was not quite right. I remembered how, when I really get into something, I can stay working on it for +14 hours... All the way through the night, and really enjoy it. Working hard on a cool project, in a sort of trance and making things happen. This though, only has happened with cool - fun projects, Multimedia, stuff at innox, and back in the Karaokulta days, with Eve and Jeziel the comic making magic... Anyway, then I was motivated... At this time, I wasn't. Heh.

No big deal, Albane really didn't have a lot to do, so she was done early and that gave us the chance to get lost walking around little streets, go for a drink and have cool chats. I took many silly pictures during this times, some with my camera, most with my mind. It was nice to just chill and hang out, watch a TV series and make dinner.

Thursday came along, and with it, Belgium!. :-)

Lille is only about 30 minutes away from Belgium, and Brugge, one of the most beautiful cities ever, is right around the corner. I don't know if Albane had a class or not, I think she kind of skipped it. Heh. Maybe it was Spanish, and she was getting enough practice with me. :-P One way or the other, we went there. For years I had heard about Brugge and how great it was... At first, it didn't seem to match my expectations...

Then, it surpassed them. It only took a little while of walking around and realizing any single corner is picture worth... The architecture is just lovely, all the Chocolateries, the Waffles, and the rivers and canals going through the city. They call it "Venice of the North"... I have never been to Venice, but for the pictures I have seen, I think Brugge beats it. It has that harder medieval look to it, gray and brown and large bricks and walls... Bars, coffee shops, and awesome food. I tried some typical food in a restaurant by the plaza, along with my Belgium Beer... Best times ever.

This time Albane drove, THAT was fun. He he he. After me driving all the time around the South, it was a good change to be just the passenger.

We came back to Lille the same day, and that night Albane arranged to meet some of her cousins. I was nervous... First sort of -meet the family- experience. We were meeting with Vianey, who she totally loves, and I really hoped I could get along with him and his girl. This is kind of how things went...

good idea:   meet Albane's cousins.
bad idea:    being too nervous about it.
good idea:   having a beer with them.
bad idea:    having TOO MANY beers with them.
good idea:   go back to their place.
bad idea:    go back to their place... to KEEP DRINKING.
good idea:   go back to Albane's place.
bad idea:    not even remembering how I ended up back in her place.
good idea:   go to the toilet, to feel 'a tad' better.
bad idea:    redecorate albane's apartment with... ehem...
             make a mess all over the place...

ARGH...

... HORRIBLE... I was the most horrible, worstest drunken night EVER IN MY LIFE at the end made it all worst... I got ... And the lot of you know, I have had some very interesting ones. But DAMN... I had never felt so sick before. I did drink a lot of beer, but it just hit me in a horrible way. And the green minty liquorsoooooo sick and made such a horrible mess... ** sigh ** ... And not only in her toilet. :-(

At this point I was sure Albane hated me or something like this... I mean, she had the right... But no!, she didn't hate me. She was understanding and patient. Was she happy about it?. Heh... Of course not... But she really didn't give me a hard time, other than in a fun jokingly way. Too bad I wasn't up for jokes... That drunken night was a waste of MOST of my next day...

** sigh ** Anyway... More about that in the next post. But yes, going in the train to Paris was NOT fun while hang over and with my stomach crying with pain and nausea... Heh.

ps. I did have a lot of fun with Albane's cousins, Vianey and Lori Anne (lorianne?) were a lot of fun, cool, and it was a great night altogether. I spoke mostly in French all the time, and was able to do it!. And... Thank God, we all drank so I wasn't the only one. Another time that I meet them, Albane told them how I got and it was the reason of good laughs and pats in the back. Heh... As horrible as the end of the night was, it was a good time with them, and a lovely day in Brugge... Just a bad bad bad way to end it. O.o