Fare Thee Well, Brussels (for now)

The last night in Brussels was my last night of work, St Patrick’s Night and the night when my sweetheart discovered that he wasn’t allergic to Jägerbombs after all.

image

We captured this lovely photo and tottered off home to bed.

image

Unfortunately, my last night in Brussels was followed by the first leg of my big trip: a weekend of bridesmaid dress shopping in London. My alarm was set for 5am, but at 6.48am (the Eurostar would depart at 7.56am), I was woken by this cheery photo.

image

My travel companions were already on route and I hadn’t even packed. Thankfully, I had my lovely assistant on hand to pack my bag and call a taxi while I ran around the apartment in a useless state of panic. I still got there before Jane and Charlie, albeit swigging from a bottle of sparkling water and sweating slightly.

image

All’s well that ends well. We got the dress shopping done in about 30 minutes and the rest of the weekend was our oyster. Dear Laura, just remember…if I managed to look good in a gown after that rush, imagine how fantastic I will look in September. I promise I’ll be on time 😘

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s