My Life on this planet.

During Easter weekend, I had a friend over from London. He is Allan and he came over from Thursday evening till Monday evening. He is a good friend and we had a good laugh. The evening he arrived, we went to a bar (Plattesteen) in central Brussels. There I let him try a gueze, a typical beer from Brussels. In the meanwhile we where make fun and of course we gave each other a brief summary of life from the past months. The other days I showed him around Brussels. We went to the Atomium where we went to the top floor. From here there is a great view over the city Brussels and surrounding regions. Unfortunately it rained for a brief time quite heavily and the sky was very grey when we were upstairs. But most of the day it was dry and even sunny, but cold. Allan in front of the Atomium and a view from the top of it. For those who are brave: they can go and stand on top of the building and slide down. We also walked quite some distance while we saw the best-known monuments of Brussels such ...

Yesterday, I went to a gay pool party in Oceade in Brussels. It is a large swimming complex with waves, slides and outdoor pools. The picture above is not how the complex looks like, it is only my entrance ticket, with a beach feeling on it. Upon arrival I got another ticket for my locker as shown below. The music was great and many, beautiful people where there, most of them male. Most of them were white but there was a conciderable number of black people and a small proportion of orientals. All were in their most flashy swimming trunks. I had lots of fun, swimming in the many pools, including the one with waves. I also went down the slides, swom outside (nice warm water and a beautiful view of the Atomium) and I used the jacuzzi and sauna. I also met a person from the Netherlands, Herman, with whom I danced a little. Other moments I danced on my own. As I now live in Brussels, a small city compared with London, you see often the same face. And there he was again, a beautiful black ma...

Since October 12th 2009 I work again in Belgium. I work in a school in Zaventem. There I teach chemistry, physics and biology to children in the fourth, fifth and sixth year of the secundary school. Some classes are well behaved and it is nice teaching, while in other classes the children are almost uncontrollable. I am still trying to find ways on how to improve the discipline in some classes. But then, other more experienced teachers also complain about some of these classes, so it is not really my fault but the problem that the children don't know how to behave. From tomorrow onwards the exams start. It will be very busy with all those classes, and I have to correct until the last day of the exams. The next day I have to be in the school to discuss the results of the children. I hope they will not be too bad, otherwise I will probably receive complaints that I am a bad teacher (when children have good points it is because the children learn well; when the points are bad, the t...

Yesterday I went out together with Daniel, and we decided to go to the Village. First I met a person I hadn't seen for some time. During our conversation I noticed a beautiful man looking in my direction. He was dressed in a nice suit and colourful strippy shirt. Daniel pushed me into his direction (and therefore allowed me to talk with him), the other guy left and soon I was talking with the guy. He was from Sri Lanka, what explained his nice tan, and called himself Roshan. After Daniel left, we talked a little more before going for a Chinese meal. We then went to Comptons where we kissed a little and discover our bodies with our hands. Then, it was time going home and we went in tow different directions.

On Saturday, I was invited by a friend to join him for an African-style wedding. I arrived on time at his place, and had to wait about 4 hours before he and a friend of him were ready. By five, we were in Edgware, officially three hours late. However, it only just started (later some people complained about the late start). Remi's friend, dressed up to impress. People were nicely dressed, and family members were introduced to each other. This went on and on, however it was quite amuzing to watch. After about two hours, finally the groom was introduced together with his best friends. They had to perform some things (walking as soldiers, laying on the floor). Finally, the bride arrived, also with her best friends. She too had to perform a little (although she did not had to lay down). In the meanwhile her new husband was sitting on his trone and watching. After another half hour they finally where sitting together. Declaring each others their love. In the meanwhile, food ...

Last Saturday, 15 August, I went to Regent's Park, London for Black Pride. I bought the ticket at Brighton Pride a few weeks earlier (I still have to report on that pride) so I could not escape this time (previous years I forgot about it or I was too lazy to go). Ticket price in advance: £5.00 - at the entrance of the park: £10.00. I arrived at 1:45pm at Regent's Park tube station were Trevor was waiting (we bought the tickets together). From there we walked towards the park, a ten minutes walk. After passing the security, we entered the enclosure. It was a nice area with two parts. The first one had a few stalls that adverticed things from safe sex over religion to swimming clubs. There was also a tent where music was played and a few people were dancing. However, most of the area was empty. Me and Trevor We walked to the next area where food and drinks were sold. Here was also a podium. After buying some food, we laid down in the grass. It was a very nice day with the sun sh...

Last Saturday I was in Belgium to visit my family and go to a wedding of a cousine. Ines, the daughter of uncle Marc and aunt Renee married Joery. Both were well dressed, but in particular she. She had not the usual white dress, but she wore a white trouser and white top, both of them contained some black flowers. He wore a sleafless top with tie. And they didn't come in a car but with a three-wealer motor. After the ceremony we were offered some champagne, and one of the few photos taken from me that day, together with my brother-in-law Jo in the background. At 1:30pm the party started in their garden; we arrived about 30 min late (unusual for my father). The day started good with lots of sun. After a drink we went to the table for lunch. It was warm food in buffet-style. Later people continued drinking until the iceman arrived and most of us went for some ice. The photo shows uncle Marc having his ice. After the ice the dancing started on a number of different genres, from hub-le...