Just got back from a two day trip to Antwerp which was planned and booked about four hours before departure, while on the way to Tesco for groceries. This kind of freedom is so precious when it's ending. When I got home this morning I slept, got my hair cut, ran some errands. Booked train tickets and sent some emails. I would like to think that I am 100% happy about about moving on from university, because I feel like I am moving forward another step in my process of self-realization. But I could be hugely wrong about that.
The trip was very pleasant. Antwerp is beautiful and perfect, in a small and old way. I liked it a lot. Photos soon