Last beer in Belgium? - never!
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It had been a long day; not that I had worked hard or anything, it was just my last day in
My last plane in this period turned out to be almost an hour late, just like many other planes I had taken the last 3½ year. This time I had anticipated it because snow had fallen all night in
I checked-in in good time; I bought myself a couple of bottles of champagne in the tax free shop to dwell over on a day where I would miss Bruxelles to much.
I entered the lounge; one of few benefits of travelling a lot, and found myself a cold Hoegaarden and a view over the terminal so I could see the delayed plane arrive from
This was both a happy and a sad beer; happy due to the great years that had passed and a sad due to the fact that I was saying a real goodbye to