Terug naar België

.And so I've traded a French metropolis for Belgian countryside. I've come back to Belgium for a while, in order to work on and hand in my dissertation and internship report. The dissertation almost killed me, I wrote 31k words in two weeks time. The things you can do under pressure.
.These pictures were taken right after I handed in my dissertation and internship report (hence the devastated looks) in a field right beside my university. Louvain-la-Neuve is not really Paris.
.I miss Paris. I am considering moving back there for work, but work opportunities in France suck. I don't feel like being an exploited, under-paid intern until I am 30.
.I miss all of my friends I left in France. Some of them will soon come see me in Bruxelles, and some in Italy. I am happy to be able to spend time with my Belgian friends, though :)
.In September I'll be in Italy for at least a month, in order to remind my family they have a daughter :)
.In September I'll graduate, and I still do not know what to do. I am sure I won't embark in yet another year of studies, as many of my friends are doing. So I'm looking for a job, and for a flat or a studio. Not living with Quentin after two years we're used to living together will feel weird.
.If only weather in Belgium could be a little bit more merciful... I was glad I did not buy my last-minute ticket for Pukkelpop (buy from a friend, as tickets were sold out months ago!), but I am really sorry for the families of those who lost their lives during the storm. Some of my friends were there, and I was super worried for them; they came home full of scratches (and even a broken arm), but at least they've come home. It is absurd how something so nice as a festival can turn out so badly.
.I'll go back to my defense presentation now, I hope to finish my degree at least with a distinction!