i'll love you for a thousand more...

roam...if you want to

why do i have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that i was meant to be european? i melt for cobblestone streets and old world architecture. i am obsessed with breathing-in other cultures, not to mention tasting them ;) there's something about timeless european cities that makes me weak, someday...someday.

oh! how happy was this dear old heart of mine, not to mention this childish little spirit, when lover said we'd be going to....(wait for it)....BELGIUM!! this summer. he wanted to cross tomorrowland of of his festivals-i-must-go-to list and me?...i don't need an excuse to wander!

we saw sights, we partied, we danced...sometimes barefoot, we ate, we made friends: aussies, brits, brazilians, american folk, and even swedes, we loved, we sang, we laughed...we took a lovely bite out of brussels and boom, and you wouldn't have to ask us twice to do it again!