I spent the last week walking around London - being very very gratefull for my trainers - the first half was all fun and touristy and the end was a bit more stressfull running around the Book Fair, that is really really tiny if you are used to the book fairs in Frankfurt and Leipzig.
I'm not really an airplane person - my choice of transport usually is the train because buses are so slow ...
I took a local train to meet this one at Frankfurt main station to take me all the way to Brussels ...
... where I had a lye ring with butter and egg for dinner (I probably need to do a post about lye rolls at some point in the future) ...
... then I spent a lot of time looking at things - like the cellar in the Guild Hall ...
... and wandering through backroads in the city - much more beautiful than main roads ...
... and then I got back on the train on a beatuiful un-British sunny day changed the trains a few times saw some strange people - made luggage friends and enemies (
I don't travel with the smallest of backpacks). And came home at night to a fabric dream ...
... part of my great aunt's sewing supplies - fabrics, threads, buttons, zippers and what-nots ready for me to inspect and decide what to do with it.
