I Love Leggings

I spent yesterday afternoon shopping for leggings with Dunja from Serbia and Tracy from South Africa. It was amazing. I'm going to do it more often, every day actually. I think i smoked 3 cigarettes in the 45 minutes it took to decide which pair was most suitable to adorn Dunja's figure. We then went for a coffee in a metallers bar. We were possibly the only people not dressed in black. they played a mixture of metal music and dubstep. The bar staff were really nice and one of them came back to the hostel once his shift was finished, had a drink or two there then a big group of us headed back out. We got a lock in at the metal bar, It was a good night.

Woke up today at 11:30 and apologised to everyone in my dorm for dancing when I came in. Everyone had left the room apart from one guy when I decided to get up and have a shower. When I returned my 2 boxes of dihydra-codeine and camera had been stolen. I reported it to the staff and it turns out that the guy had spent the night there without checking in. They have no idea who he was. I did say in my previous blog that it would be easy to get in and steal. B~'*+rd. I later found out that the guy didn't have a bag with him and that's probably the only reason why I still have my laptop. At least I put all my photos on my laptop apart from the ones I took last night and my passport and bank cards are safe. My sciatica isn't bad anymore so it's possibly a good thing my medication got stolen. I have taken them recently just to relax and that isn't a wise thing to do with opiates.

Guild houses

Cathedral Of our Lady

The poor horses struggled to pull a bus full of tourists, shame.

I like the textures

Off to Amsterdam shortly. I'm meeting my friend Han who I met in Thailand 20 odd months ago. Really looking forward to seeing him. Then it's off to China tomorrow night. I'll buy a camera there. There's no point getting one from my travel insurance as the excess fee is the same value as the camera I had. I could always claim I had an expensive SLR but that's not my style. I only rob and steal in poker. I don't really see the point in going to the police but seeing that there is 200 odd illegal DF's in Antwerp in a box with my name on it I should go report it. The staff at the hostel have been a great help. They gave me a map with directions for the police station and told me there was no way he could have got in as he pays attention to everyone that comes in (even though there is no CCTV). Oh well, rant over, I'm away to the police station then browse the department stores for nice leggings. Au revoir.