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Bicycles at the Bois

Humans on Wheels Parade in Place Flagey, Brussels, Belgium

On the way back from a Friday evening toddy at our favorite Irish pub patio, we noticed the streets of Flagey were being blocked off by police…in Flagey…that never happens. Some sort of humans on wheels parade was a’happening. Hundreds of ’em. Hundreds!. First, the rollerbladers. Then, the skateboarders. Then, the bicyclers. Then, the standby ambulances. We had so many questions. Although, with our daily experiences in Brussels, that’s usually the case.

As well as normally. Which I learned last week is synonymous with usually in this country. J says he hears it a lot at work, but I heard it for the first time on our visit to Knokke. Justin: ‘What time is check out?’ Front desk: ‘It’s normally 11am.’ Buuuuut….., nothing. It’s just that it’s normally 11am period

Oh, okay.

Mind you, this was the same lady who told me ‘this is the nicest part of Belgium’, after I asked her to recommend a reasonable resto for lunch while I was in a (modest) swimsuit coverup with 8 percent wet hair. I’m serious.

Normally I don’t judge the pretentious (but this time I made an exception).

And, we’re back –

Perhaps those humans on wheels are what sparked the bicycle idea the following day. We may never know. We drove to the edge of the Bois de la Cambre, because we’d most likely not want to walk the short walk back after getting on a bike after…I don’t know how many years. 

afterglow-28-e1375043351447 photo-jun-15-4-55-34-pm-1-e1375043152337Bicycling in Bois de la Cambre, Brussels, Belgium

That is one part worry that I’ll run that huge monster of a vehicle into a tiny human on light pink rollerblades | One part trying to keep my headband perched atop my head | And one part chatterbox that J should know by now doesn’t stop just because he has the camera out.

Bicycling in Bois de la Cambre, Brussels, BelgiumBicycling in Bois de la Cambre, Brussels, BelgiumBicycling in Bois de la Cambre, Brussels, Belgium

If only I had skateboarding skillz.
If only.
Then they could maybe make up for my lack of cupcakes from scratch baking skillz that did not improve any today, but the sugar high from the batter was worth it because, let’s be honest, the batter is the best part. Sorry Winne…next time I’ll add more sugar (hehehe) (and, yep, like Winnie Cooper….don’t you just want to meet her parents?! #jealous. But one time at a bar in Dallas, someone called me Winnie Cooper and I will forever hold it in my heart.)

May the force be with you.
(and with me because Anthro is having their annual sale and I’m not evening going to check out the site except to grab the link for you even though I already know the link and it makes me go to the .eu site anyway when all I want is the .com site because I feel more comfortable there and just LET ME GO TO THE .COM, but, really, I’m NOT going to even tempt myself, but if there were a surprise box in the post with the two words Anthropologie and Montgomery on it, I’d be one happy, happy girl. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller….) (Seriously, bye already.)


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One Year

Quote that.

Yesterday made our one year of marriage. That’s crazy. We’ve packed so many things into this one year that it’s hard to decide whether I want to answer ‘it feels like much longer’ because it does – we’ve done SO much and learned so much and grown so much and have this great groove of where we want our life to head…or ‘that was quick’ because, seriously, how did we get here so fast. It was yesterday that we were dreaming about how our lives would be when we’re married and living in Europe, and – hey now, here we are! We still have many moments, like when I had to tell the plumber last week ‘hold on, let me ask my husband.’ wait..did I just say that – my husband. can I say that again?! And then the French plumber left before I could come to and I have no idea what he asked me in the first place, but at least our water isn’t leaking anymore and hopefully we won’t get another 400 euro bill. But, hey, we’ll just chalk it up to – learning how to live in a new country and we’re maaarrriiied.!

One of the best parts about marriage is hanging out with your bestie. Just hanging out. Like, on any given day, when there’s nothing going on and it’s a random Tuesday, you just look at each other and feel completely blessed that this is your life. He’s sitting right there….probably staring at you. And you pretend you’re embarrassed, but really, you’re overly flattered. It’s the little things, you know? (Well, and the big things too, like our anniversary trip to Tuscany that we’ll be posting later this week!)

Place Flagey, Brussels via MontgomeryFest Place Flagey, Brussels via MontgomeryFest

We had such a relaxing day celebrating our year. We accidentally dressed like we were going to Sadie Hawkins, but we’re not going to lie and say that that is infrequent around these parts. I’ll be even more honest, J loves it more than me. Although, that cracks me up, so I’ve come to love it more, so maybe it’s tied now. Either way, we took to the streets, where Place Flagey was having a little fair at the market. After convincing me that it would probably not be appropriate for a twenty-something girl to do flips in those^ really cool water bubbles next to the kiddos, we strolled along the lakes and through Abbaye de la Cambre. 

Brussels, Belgium via MontgomeryFestAbbaye de la Cambre in Brussels, Belgium via MontgomeryFestAbbaye de la Cambre in Brussels, Belgium via MontgomeryFestAbbaye de la Cambre in Brussels, Belgium via MontgomeryFest

Justin made shrimp bisque and my mouth is still watering. And we ate by candle light even though the sun is out til 10p and counting (summer, you’re gonna be great).

MontgomeryFest Anniversary Dinner

Then, we watched our wedding video. We laughed at how nervous we both looked and then J laughed some more at the fact that I cried through it, even though we’ve seen it a highly egotaaastical number of times. But, I mean, I can’t help it. When Deacon Tim starts on the part where he says ‘You’re job, for the next 80 years or so, is to love each other so completely, so totally that the rest of the world sees what you have and they desire it for themselves.’ I mean, whoa! If that isn’t the greatest job description ever.. I’m overwhelmed at how much I love my job and feel so blessed that I get to do this amazing thing with Justin. That was so sappy, I apologize.  But I’ve gotta humble it with, yes, we’ll call it a job. Because it is work. We have had a million and 17 things thrown at us in one short year and the days that we don’t work at it, it shows and we don’t connect and we can’t figure out why. But it’s because we thought that it would just come. This thing isn’t easy. Living your life around someone else is hard, but working at it is the only thing that will make us a stronger couple. And there’s nothing that makes me happier with our relationship today than our faith that it will be stronger and sweeter and shine brighter as we grow gray together. NOW. Now, I’m moving on..

So, then we watched The Princess Bride and went through almost an entire package of Belgian chocolate. Great day.

Belgian chocolate via MontgomeryFest Belgian chocolate via MontgomeryFest

Oh, and over dinner and wine on a patio in Florence, the Mister made a quotable observation that I felt worthy of Texter.


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Week One – Check!

Schmoly cow. We live in Europe. Quite often we find ourselves realizing this..although rarely at the same moment, so the convo usually sounds a bit like:

     J: OMG! We like totes live in Europe!!
     A: Uhhh, duh.

     ..2.5 minutes later..

     A: OMG!  We freaking live in Europe!

     Disclaimer – J might not actually say things like ‘OMG! We like totes..’

In any case, here’s our little week ..

Sunday-Monday: 15 hours of traveling. Complete daze. Still exhausted.
Monday night: I met some of J’s Belgium fam. As we don’t speak the same language, there’s a large generational gap, and I feel the need to act things out when they don’t understand me, our communications are quite humorous. Lots of staring. Back at ‘home’ (our one month corporate apt), we took off exploring our temporary neighborhood. Discoveries: it’s hard to find eateries that are open before 8pm and they have Tobasco here.
Tuesday: We flawlessly navigated the bus route to PwC, only to find that the last bus stop is half a mile down the road…with no side-walk (note: just don’t ever wear suede shoes here, ever). After ‘take your wife to work day,’ we decided to take a walk. Seven hours later..
Schaerbeek, Belgium

Someone asked us where the prince lives. We’re oooobviously doing something right.

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