La Belgique

Well, I’m back! And Karen and Dad are discovering Belgium. Marianne hugged me and actually picked me up and spun me in a circle when she came to get us from the station. Touchtou remembered me and still jumps all over and gives me kisses like a mad thing, Piout is still queen of the other dogs despite her stature, and my room is still as green as ever. It’s good to be back. We’ve visited Cecile and Pepe, and yesterday we had a huge meal with the pony club group and Gilles. Dad and Pepe hit it off as fellow pilots despite their language barrier, and mimed crashes and air patterns to each other with occasional words. Today I showed Dad and Karen my old school and the store, and we took the dogs for a walk along the river in the afternoon. We’re all relaxing and gathering ourselves. Karen and Dad have some sightseeing to do in Amsterdam and a few Belgian cities, and while I will accompany them to Brussels, I think I’m going to hang out here for the most part. I have my homework to do from Rome still, and I’m not going to miss an opportunity to be in this crazy household! Two years have passed, but some things don’t change all that much.