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Continue reading →: Urban Art
MOS (Meeting of styles) are back! It is an international festival of urban art, founded in Germany in 2002, that travels the world. After cities like London and New York (and many others), they pass through Buenos Aires a second time. Both the ministry of culture as the ministry of…
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Continue reading →: Vive le Roi! (Leve de Koning!)
November 15 is the day of the dynasty, the day we Belgians celebrate our monarch. Our royal dynasty is quite recent, Albert II is only our 6th king. Belgium was founded in 1830. Although he has no real powers to run the country, the king does have an important symbolic…
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Continue reading →: Change of Season
Walking through the streets of Buenos Aires, glancing sideways through windows, I wonder if the clothes in the stores are summer or winter collection, and if we are soon to have sales or if the season has just started. After 3 years I am still totally confused about the seasons.…
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Continue reading →: The Daily Bread
Belgium has finally arrived in Buenos Aires. I am thrilled. I am all excited. I can now eat Belgian food in ‘Le Pain Quotidien’ in Capital. I couldn’t believe it until I saw it with my own eyes – and of course, until I had tested it. It was officially…
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Continue reading →: the unexpected
Is it just Argentina, or is it a general Latino kind of thing, the love for the unexpected? Well maybe they don’t love it, but it is definitely a part of their daily life. And how different it is to the life I was used to, when all was well…
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Continue reading →: La Casita
Avenida de 9 de julio is known as the widest avenue in the world. When you are driving through it, and traffic is slow, your eyes are automatically drawn to the obelisk, and then upwards to the huge billboards on the top of the buildings. And then you might see…
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Continue reading →: All Black!!
I always thought Argentina was a football (soccer) country, so was I surprised to see that the boys in school play rugby, not soccer. Although my son was in the school rugby team in Belgium, his level was so low (as sports levels in Belgian schools are generally very low)…
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Continue reading →: a friend of a friend of a friend…
The other day, a Belgian friend of mine really made me laugh. She told me that a friend of hers had heard from another friend (whom I had never heard of, whom I don’t know), why I hardly ever travel to Belgium. She -my friend- was surprised as well, and…
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Continue reading →: He’s coming!
Yes, he is coming. I am telling everyone I know, over and over again, that he is coming. And they smile. They nod. They already stopped answering a long time ago. They endure. Who might it be, that everyone is so tolerant and never says “I know! You told me…






