It was so wonderful to be welcomed at our friends’ house in Ittre, but the time has come to go. We felt so secure there; we knew we wouldn’t go hungry or be lonely. Now we must brave the city. We are staying a week in the church apartment in a Brussels municipality.
Last night we found our way to a grocery store, but still went out for pizza dinner. We haven’t gone to Pizza Hut (which is here), and won’t because of the wonderful Italian creations available.
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Becky! I’m so happy for you! Hi.