This is what the weather was like yesterday in the train station of Tienen around 4:50 pm as I was returning from my little class in Waremme. I have been teaching Swedish there to two perfecly lovely Finnish ladies for some sessions spread out over a year. This was the last time and I will for sure miss them and the occasion to go to Frenchspeakania!!!! I mean of course the French speaking part of Belgium. Or why not: the south of Europe!
Lately I have been recording some. This afternoon it was for a friend who is making a CD of his own songs in a studio. It was inspiring, because I want to do the same thing. And as a matter of fact I AM also taking steps in that direction. Last Wednesday I went to the home studio of a friend and we worked there for some hours. I played and sang quite au naturel, and what I mean is that I just sang and played just the way I do here at home, and neither separated the tracks nor worked with metronome, because that flakes me out! The best song was The Desert, which I wrote 5 years ago and have been playing and singing quite regularly since. The message to me is: practice. Which means: take the time to dream and have fun more. Fortunately the time has come for this, because it's Summer holiday! It's something gradual though, because I'm actually working on my teaching material a lot these days and believe it or not I really enjoy it! Vacation for me is seldom being totally "out of it" but doing everything I normally do (working, playing, singing, taking showers, cleaning the bathroom, washing dishes, cooking etc.) in a somewhat calmer tempo and with some more flexibility and some less pressure.
So, whom do we have here? Well, it's the germanophile and suedophile Veerle, my travelling companion! We will be going to Germany together a week in the end of the month to bike along the Rhine river from Karlsruhe to Heidelsheim. So we're training now in the beautiful forests of Belgium as you can see. We were out for about 2 hours, after which I dropped on my bed after müsli and a loooong shower to warm myself up a little bit (the weather isn't really warm in spite of the new so-to-say-summery month). I guess I have strained myself physically some the last days, with my trip to Wallonia and everything (here's a link for the Swedish readers). After that I had a less pleasant experience at work: deliberatie. It's a part of the Flemish school system. You sit together with your colleagues and the director and decide what students should be sacked or not. I returned home with tears in my eyes but distracted myself with a book, some tea, the nice view over the garden and some chats with my housemates. Oh dear, I see I'm tiring you with unsignificant details who are very far from monumentum aere perennius... Good night!