Gorgeous Gent

Thursday evening, over dinner, we discussed what we could do for fun over the weekend. Laine, naturally, wanted to tour a castle. Isaac, naturally, did not. Todd figured there must be a castle within a reasonable driving distance, so he ran a Google search. There are LOTS of castles within driving distance. We narrowed our list to 3 possible options and then chose the one we liked best from that.

Sunday, we drove to Gent to see Gravensteen. It was fantastic!

Street-side view of the castle

The castle has been through some pretty impressive restoration, so it isn’t in ruins as some castles are. Additionally, they had audio tours available for everyone to listen. We were able to hear the story in English. It was a highly entertaining tour! There are 18 stops along the way, allowing you to tour nearly the entire castle, including the master bedroom, the countess’s (tiny) bedroom, the dungeon, etc. The tour tells about some of the fortifications, some of the most famous murders carried out there, and also explains how the WC worked. It was told in a mostly-light manner, so even the kids were able to appreciate it. Todd and I loved it. The narrator didn’t go into gory details about the torture devices located in the dungeon (whew!), but he did explain a few of the scandals in a way that wasn’t too explicit. It was, by far, the best audio tour I’ve ever heard.

Listening to history

The rest of Gent, at least the parts we saw, is beautiful. We will definitely go back once the weather warms up and the flowers begin to bloom.

I think this was St. Nicholas’ Church
These buildings must look like gingerbread if it snows…
A view of the river on a VERY windy day

On our walk back to the car, we strolled down Graffiti Street. These are just a few snaps of the ever-changing street art there.

Those teeth!
So many colors…

Overall, it was a great day and we will make plans for a return in the near future.

Interrupting our game of tag for a quick photo – did I mention it was windy?

Kitchen/grocery adventures Part 1

Disclaimer: I have no Part 2 planned for this post, but I am more than certain there will be more stories to tell the longer we stay here. Ha! Our word for 2019 is “adventure” and we are finding it in so many places…

Yesterday, the kids and I went to a different grocery store (this was my third shopping trip in my third different shop since Sunday). This time we went to Delhaize. Fun fact: Delhaize is the parent company of Food Lion (for those of you in the southeast who are familiar with that grocery store). I was honestly delighted to recognize the stylized lion on the sign the first time I saw it here. There are fun little glimpses of the familiar mixed with the unknown that surrounds us. The other good news here is that I “get” the logic of how things are organized there. It’s the first store I’ve found that works the way I think it does. I’ve become quite accustomed to HEB-logic over the last 18+ years in Austin, so that’s going to be a hard habit to break.

Anyway, shopping with 2 kids who are old enough to walk through the store on their own is sometimes challenging. They don’t exactly follow me quietly without asking questions or picking things up. Or requesting doughnuts. Or asking for ice cream. Or begging for all of the Belgian chocolate on display. Or generally asking for far more sugary foods than could possibly be considered reasonable. That would certainly make my life easier…

Once we got through the doughnut section, we walked into the meat department as I was deciding what I should make for dinner. As you stand facing the meat, the children with you will undoubtedly face the ice cream freezer directly behind you and ask for all of the things while you try to think. Anyway, I saw a package of something I thought was chicken. I didn’t read the package closely because, hey, we all know what chicken looks like, right? I bought some potatoes, onions, and some seasonings to pull it all together because oddly there were no tortillas. We brought everything home. Including a few doughnuts covered in marshmallows and some Haagen-Dazs popsicle things… You win some, you lose some. We didn’t bring the entire chocolate display home…

When I started preparing the dinner, it quickly became apparent that the light-colored meat I had purchased was definitely NOT chicken. Todd and I were fairly hysterical (still sleep deprived!) while we debated what I could possibly be cooking. Todd suspects it was pork. I am almost sure he’s right, but I’m not completely convinced. The outside of it definitely took on the color/texture of pork as I sauteed it. But it never dried out and I’ve literally never made pork that it didn’t turn out dry and stringy. Maybe I’m becoming a better chef! Okay, probably not. But let’s just say I was pleasantly surprised. I could have taken a photo of my disaster-turned-delicious meal, but we completely polished it off! And it wasn’t really photo-worthy given all those beautiful food blogs out there…

In general I am finding grocery shopping tricky. I’m not used to taking my kids to the store with me, which in and of itself makes it a more… rambling… excursion. Then many of the labels are in French. But others are in Flemish. And I’m not adept (yet) at knowing which is which. Google Translate has a camera app to it, but for the most part, if it’s not on a completely flat surface, I have to type the words in. And guess which language I’m trying to read so it can translate properly. Google Translate will offer to translate from Dutch, but there is no Flemish available. The languages are related, but they aren’t identical. For example, last night, I was trying to figure out how to translate something and I ended up with this:

Needless to say, I am not entirely sure what “cuddly wood” is or how one could recycle it… But the trash/recycling issue is a post for another day.

For now, I hope you have the chance to laugh along with me. No one was poisoned by my dinner and I’m learning how to read labels. Maybe next time I purchase that mystery meat it will turn out to be as tasty as last night’s dinner was. I certainly hope so.

We have arrived!

Hello there! We are safely in Leuven. The kids and I are doing the tourist bit while Todd goes to the office for meetings. We are settling into our new apartment. The kids’ rooms are set up. We bought a few new rugs to try to reduce the echo. And BEST of all, the Internet was connected last night, so now I can tell you about it! 🙂

Our adventure officially started on Friday evening. We checked seven bags/boxes (thankfully British Airways allows 2/person).
Super Shuttle picked us up and took us to the airport.
We all tried to sleep a bit on the plane. Some of us were more successful than others.
Naturally, we had to stop in the Harry Potter store while we were in Heathrow.

We arrived in Brussels on Saturday afternoon. We picked up our rental car to drive to Leuven. I sincerely wish I had taken a photo of the car before we left the airport, but Isaac was sick to his stomach from exhaustion and I had more pressing concerns on my mind… Remember the 2 big boxes from the first photo? They each held 50+ pounds of books, games, etc. We had to fully unpack both of them and wedge everything in around the other bags so we could fit stuff in the car. Laine was a trooper! She was squished among huge suitcases, bags hovering over her head, and a puking brother. She didn’t complain for a second.

When we got to the apartment, Isaac went straight to bed. It was about 4:00 p.m. So… he woke up (and accidentally awakened his sister) at 1:45 a.m. At 3:15, I gave up and we decided to have something to eat. We ate some of the leftover snacks from the plane.

Breakfast of Champions

The following day was Sunday, so Todd was home and we did a little exploring with him. First stop, of course, was waffles!

She was a fan!
Yum!
Saying hello to our neighbor the, the Baker.

We also found a toy store and a home decor shop within a couple of blocks of the apartment. We took the kids to see the enormous church just a block away and the beautiful old Town Hall that shares the Grote Markt with it. We went for a short drive to explore the areas outside town. We finished the evening with some fantastic burgers and fries before heading home for an early bedtime.

Monday morning Todd had to go to the office for meetings. The kids and I walked through the toy store again and then went to the home store (twice!) to get a few things for the apartment. The apartment is quite large with wood floors throughout, so I needed a few soft items to try to dampen some of the echoes. Apparently, cacti are currently en vogue here, so we thought that particular bit of whimsy was hilarious having arrived from Texas.

Cactus pillows!

I’ll share a bit more on daily life in the next post. For now, I wanted to let you know we have safely arrived and we are adjusting.

This sign hangs in the entryway to our apartment building to remind us where we are.

Goodbyes are hard.

This is Jackson.

He is 12. He has been a vital part of our family for 11 years and is our oldest “baby.” He’s not going to Belgium with us. My husband’s parents are going to love and spoil him while we are gone. They came to see us this weekend and left today. We had to say goodbye to our sweet little old man-dog as his adventure is beginning a little sooner than ours. My heart is hurting because I know he doesn’t understand what’s going on. We know they will treat him even better than we do, though, so hopefully this transition will be harder on us than it is on him.

This is genuinely the hardest part of our entire adventure, so we are now ready to leave for our grand European adventure.

We Have a Date! Sort of…

Hello friends! I have exciting news from Austin. We have a date for our departure to Belgium. Do we have visas? No. We do not. But we’re optimistic…

Todd’s been back and forth to Belgium attending lots of meetings so he can hit the ground running once the work visa comes through. He is not allowed to begin his “official” work there until the work visa is approved, but he’s trying to be sure the project doesn’t stall while we are waiting.

So, what’s happening with the immigration office? To be honest, I have no idea. Todd and I spoke to the attorneys on Tuesday. At least one of them said “I have never seen this process take 8 weeks, so I think we will hear something any day now.” It’s now been 7 weeks… I hope they are right.

Our hope is that the work visa will be approved within the next week. Once that’s completed, we will be in New York at the Consulate the last week of February. Then we will plan to move the family that weekend. I’d appreciate any prayers, good thoughts, or crossed fingers you can send in our direction. Thanks!

Patience is not one of my virtues…

Todd is in Belgium this week. He’s packed most of his clothing and toiletries, so even when he’s back in Austin next week, it will be more of a visit than a return home. I also managed to pack in our entire “European studies” curriculum to supplement the travel we are planning to do. Hopefully this means we are getting close. He has confirmed that our apartment is fantastic – thankfully it even includes linens and toilet paper. Hooray for furnished apartments!

We bought some vacuum-seal bags to shrink down the clothing. Thank goodness! We were able to send quite a bit of stuff over.

BEFORE: full to overflowing
AFTER: easy to fit it all in and then add more!

For now, however, we are STILL waiting to hear back about the visa. My sincere hope is that we will have a date by the end of this week. I have started packing my stuff, but I’m not quite ready to tackle the kids’ rooms just yet.

The large bag came in at 48 pounds and the small one at 35 pounds. No problem! That was Round 1:

Moving out!

Fun fact: once we move, we’ll need to register and give our local address to the town government. This will allow us to do things like get a library card. Yay! Our realtor informed us that once we’ve registered, the police will check out our apartment periodically to confirm that we are in fact living there. I thought that was fascinating!

I promise to let you know more as soon as I know more.

Marking Time

We are still in Austin! I know this has confused more than a few of our friends this week, so I’m here to clarify our status. I hope.

According to Not-Helpful Nora*, the person in charge of submitting and (hopefully?) notifying us when we’ve gotten through the first hoop of the immigration process, our paperwork was submitted to Belgian Immigration on December 31. This part of the process takes 4-6 weeks. Once that is completed, we will need to present ourselves in person at the Belgian consulate in New York City. Nora didn’t mention the need for a trip to New York until I specifically asked her when we could move. I asked whether February 10 would be a reasonable date, to which she replied that would be “ambitious” and then wrote that we would need to go to NYC. Every encounter with Nora seems to involve her throwing up her hands as though she’s surprised we have a question and is then followed by a new hoop we need to pass through in order to proceed. The hoops have been getting progressively larger up to this point. She’s not my favorite.

Today, I emailed Nora, who is out of the office. Thankfully, our ACTUALLY helpful Human Resources person at Todd’s office sent me the following message:

Since [Nora] is in the UK she might not respond until tomorrow.   I can give a little bit of information on your email.  As the application was filed on Dec 31st they attorneys feel like we will have the approval between January 31st and February 15th.  Once it has been approved it will take a few days to get in the system so at this time we are targeting mid February.

Below is the list of items that you will take with you to the appointment in NY.  Several of the items the attorneys have and they will be sending back to you.  My understanding is there is a link to make the appointment but you can do that until you have the approval.


Okay, back to Heather’s voice. I am hoping we’ll have most of this resolved by February 15. That is the date I’m bearing in mind as I try to sit on my hands and wait patiently.

This week, the kids have gone back to Treehouse. They need some routine and they’ve missed their friends. It’s good to have them back there and walking back in there Tuesday morning felt like a giant hug. Yesterday, we hosted our monthly book club party at our house. The party was exactly what my soul needed. And tomorrow we have a field trip with our Treehouse friends. Frankly, while I’m waiting to leave, I am deeply enjoying the relationships we have with friends here in Austin.

I promise to let you know more as soon as I know what’s happening!

* Not her real name…

Housing in Leuven

House-hunting in Leuven was quite an experience! We went out with our realtor for 2 consecutive afternoons trying to find a place. The short version: success!!!

If you’re interested in the longer version, stay tuned. The first day, we toured unfurnished apartments (and one great townhouse). Our intention was to rent furniture for the duration of our stay. And buy light fixtures for the ceilings. Fun fact: light fixtures do not stay with the apartments unless they are rented out as fully furnished. They just have wires sticking out of the ceiling or sometimes a bulb is stuck on the ceiling with no fixture around it. 

Todd and I decided that the first place and the last place we toured were our favorites from that day. The first place was on the 7th floor of an apartment building, which is pretty unusual. Most of the buildings are shorter than that, as you can see from my photo of the view down from the balcony of that one:


I liked the wood floors there, but there was no dryer, and the small shower stall would have required us to use a shower curtain. I kept envisioning it sticking to my legs if I were trying to wash my hair… (It’s okay if you think I’m crazy. I’m pretty sure Todd thinks so, too). The other challenge is that the third bedroom was tiny to the point of being about the same square footage as my walk-in closet, but long and narrow instead of wide enough for more furniture than a desk. The location was fantastic as it was close to the center of town. It was an older apartment, but I really enjoyed the warm coziness of the wood floors and the brick-tile backsplash in the kitchen. If you care to view it, you can click the link here. I can’t save any of the photos from the web site and I didn’t take any of my own.

We then went to tour 1 listing and saw 3 instead. We referred to these as 2A, 2B, and 2C. I cared a lot less for these as they were either brand new or majorly renovated and everything was white. The walls were white and so were the large tiles in every room. They were also incredibly loud. I’m sure furniture would help with that, but two kids in the space would NOT help with that. All 3 of these options were on the same block, two were in adjacent buildings. The “fun” part on these was that they overlooked the prison yards across the street. That would have made for some interesting people-watching (and probably homeschool discussions on laws, as well), but I couldn’t get past the white tile…

The next place we viewed had darker tile floors. It had a nice balcony area, but the floors were too dark for me and the kitchen felt a little too close for me. Dark woods, black appliances, and dark floors just felt a little depressing. And then there were the bedrooms. The rooms themselves were all a good size, but they had a fun architectural feature. All of the bedrooms had vaulted ceilings, so the wall on the outside was standard height, but the wall along the hallway went all the way up to follow the roof line. At the top of those interior walls, each bedroom has a window. When you walked into the hallway, there were windows on both sides of the very high walls – the windows into the bedrooms and the windows to the outside. The idea was to let in more natural light into the bedrooms, but the challenge is there’s no way to block that light in the mornings.

The last place we viewed that day was a townhouse. I’m going to try to explain this one, but it’s hard to put into words. It, too, had a ton of white tile, but the bathroom set-ups were glorious and it had a warmer feel to it. I think maybe I just prefer “existing” to “new,” but I already knew this about myself. This one, you enter at street level and immediately walk upstairs. There’s another tenant on the ground floor. The bedrooms are on the lower floor. They all look out with large windows into a tiny (6’x6′) patio area. So you can look in on each other… It was kind of funny. Two of the bedrooms had full bathrooms inside and the third bedroom had a sink. The upper floor was the living space, which was wide open to include both the kitchen and the living room. The challenges with this one were that the laundry area was all the way in the basement (translation: carry laundry up/down 3 flights of stairs for every load). It was a great option for hosting guests, though, because of the way the bedrooms had connected bathrooms. 

On the second day, we toured 2 furnished apartments and one unfurnished house.

The first place we visited was furnished. It has more modern furniture than we’d choose ourselves, but when they say “furnished,” they mean that even the kitchen drawers are stocked, so we have plates, cups, silverware, and cooking utensils. And light fixtures. It has wood floors, a great kitchen floor plan, a microwave, and a large (by European standards) refrigerator. Then we discovered an entirely separate fridge in another room hidden in a closet! Todd and I stepped out of the sliding doors in the living room to see what we could see from the deck. IT OVERLOOKS THE LIBRARY NEXT DOOR!!! As Todd said, “we’re done here, aren’t we?” Why yes, yes we are. Winner, winner, chicken dinner!!! It does have some interesting quirks: the master bathroom has a bath/shower and a sink. Notice what’s missing? The WC is down the hall. And that same master bathroom also has no door. Here’s the link if you’d like to check out the space – note that the windows of the building you see (in pics where you’re looking at the deck) are the windows of the Library building. We are also about 1 1/2 blocks from the rear of St. Peter’s Church, which shares a square with the historic Town Hall at the heart of town. It is mere steps from several places to eat or drink, numerous bookstores, and only a couple of blocks from grocery stores.

The second place we toured was too dated for us. And the third had five bedrooms and a million floors, so it was far more space than we’d have filled.

Our current expectation is for Todd to take the car to work most days. The kids and I will get around via bicycle or by foot. I’ll have to do another post about the bike routes there. It’s awe-inspiring for someone who lives in Austin where the cyclists are so plentiful.

So if you stuck with me to the end, here are some things that are different from looking for housing in the U.S.:
1. The light fixture thing. The kitchen appliances stay with the space, but the light fixtures don’t. Todd and I both found that fascinating.
2. Listings are only made with one agent. In the U.S., once a place is listed, basically any realtor can show it to you. In Belgium, however, the other realtor must meet you there to provide the key. They don’t do lockboxes on doors.
3. All of the places we visited had tons of huge windows to let in all the natural light they could manage.
4. We had to confirm that each of the places we toured included a parking space because parking is quite different. Depending on where you park, you either need to pay to park via app/text from your phone (which doesn’t seem to work if you use a U.S. number) or you have a little card you place on your dashboard to note what time you parked. In some places, there are sensors under the cars and you’re only allotted up to 45 minutes to leave your car there before you are cited. So a parking space is a handy feature.
5. One of the reasons for the huge windows is because that is how they load and unload the furniture! The lifts in the buildings are very small. Most have a capacity for up to 4 (non-large) people. In order to furnish the apartments, the movers will bring an elevator that attaches to the outside of the building and will then load/unload the furnishings through the windows or the sliding glass doors on the balconies. As I think through that process, it seems like it would be much easier for the movers than negotiating hallways with furniture.

Lessons in Leuven

Yesterday I spent the morning exploring on my own while Todd went to the office. My plan was to get myself thoroughly lost and then figure out how to get back to the B&B. The fun part of this is I knew where we were the entire time our realtor drove us around in the afternoon. Leuven isn’t very large and is wonderfully walkable. If I’d known where to rent a bike I could probably even have toured the neighboring towns!

I will post later about our search for a place to live, for now I’ll share a few things I’ve learned.

All of the churches in Belgium are Catholic. The Netherlands is Protestant. Something to do with the Spanish ruling Belgium? What?! OK. I’ll do more research and let you know what I learn… I have also realized how much I have missed the sound of church bells living in the outer reaches of Austin… I really love hearing them here. ♥️

One thing I’m seeing a lot less here is birds. Austin, particularly in winter, is overrun with grackles. For the non-Texans among you, think VERY noisy crows. They are everywhere and there are a minimum of a dozen in any place, so you never see just one. Anyway, I saw TWO birds yesterday. They were pigeons. It will be interesting to see what comes back as the weather warms.

I successfully made an international phone call yesterday. I called Eric, our realtor. The man is fantastic! He is friendly and has a wealth of knowledge. I am generally nervous making phone calls, so this was a giant step for me.

They sell avocados 🥑🥑🥑 here!!! 


I won’t swear to how good they are, but it’s at least possible to purchase them. I toured a grocery store yesterday. There were 2 small shelves of Old El Paso mix packets and some bottles of Texas Pete. I think we’re going to survive here! (Yes, I am enjoying the local cuisine, but I need to know I can get my Tex-Mex fix).


Last night, one of our crew ordered nachos at a bar. We got Doritos, a bowl of warm tomatoes (not bad), and a bowl of premade queso. Lesson learned. Ha ha ha!!!

If you follow along on social media, you will happy to know I learned how to open the door to the B&B… Apparently I wasn’t pulling hard enough on the door before pushing…


The final lesson I learned yesterday was a personal one. I can, if absolutely necessary, walk through a bookstore, browse every shelf, and leave empty-handed. I *think* this is because they were playing the theme song to Mission Impossible in there background, but I’m not sure. It felt like it was Impossible! I thought of so many of our friends from Treehouse yesterday. I wish you could have seen all the displays in the bookstore. It was wonderful!


First Impressions of Leuven

Goedemorgen (good morning) from Leuven! We arrived yesterday via Eurostar from London. We took the train to the airport in Brussels and rented a Fiat 500. Super cute! Also, small enough to park, and with a manual transmission. Thank goodness we can both drive a stick shift.

We checked in at our B&B, which has a nice big bed and a great bathroom. Our hostess was very sweet and set us up with an espresso and a cappuccino before we left to explore.


The super-narrow treads and short steps make it a little more interesting, but there is festive decor.


My first real impression of Leuven is one of amazing architecture. The Town Hall was “built in a Brabantine Late Gothic style between 1448 and 1469.” (Thanks Wikipedia). See for yourself!


St. Peter’s Church next door is also pretty impressive, but it was so large I had trouble capturing it all.

But here are a few other glimpses of the town before I leave to explore this morning: