Jun 2nd, 2019, 04:52 AM
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Tournament Time, Leuven, and the Terrifying Drive Home

With 575 student athletes from 12 schools competing, though co-hosted by ISB and St. John’s, the T&F events were held outside of Brussels at an athletic club. Driving out to the club on Monday morning we stared at the Moscow-style traffic heading into Brussels—easily 15km in length. A number of police escorts for the EC MPs and other self-appointed important people added to the jumble, and we both decided we would hate to live in Brussels.

Day 1 of the tournament was spectacular. The sun shone; the temperatures were mild; and the athletic club canteen allowed parents to run a tab. How awesome is that? Not knowing what to expect, we packed a picnic; as it turned out, the two schools had several grills in operation, though with the number of hungry students there was always a lengthy queue. DD placed 1st in her two field events, Triple Jump and High Jump, and setting a new school record with the former!

Mother Nature was not so kind on Day 2, dropping the morning temperature by 10 degrees and periodically dispensing sheets of rain, sunshine, and everything but locusts. Needless to write, no records were broken. With a gap of time between DD’s running events, and on the suggestion of a local parent, we went to Leuven for a little sightseeing and some lunch.

Leuven was a delight! The Gothic town hall is nothing short of impressive with its 236 statues! Equally worth the time was St. Peter’s Church; though the corresponding museum is closed for renovation works, their Flemish Primitive “Last Supper” was on display. We are not up on Flemish Primitive art, so we took it as gospel (pun intended) that the painting was a masterpiece.

One downside to our visit was the lack of open restaurants for lunch; for a university town we found this surprising. The upside was that the restaurant we did discover had Moule et Frites on offer! Yay! We settled in with an order and a couple of drafts, happy to be out of the current dampness.

“If a parking space seems too good to be true…” We returned to the vehicle to discover a parking violation notice on the windscreen; in fact, the very first parking ticket we have ever received. Over our two decades of travel we have navigated ZTLs like a local; at self-parks we always buy more time than we need; and I have walked the length of a street to check the parking regs. On this day I walked around the little green space where we had parked (alongside a row of Belgian-tagged vehicles) looking for the rules and saw nothing. No self-park machines. Nothing. A quick Internet search identified certain “Shop & Go” spaces (45 minutes) and longer, blue-colored spaces. This street had neither.

A Google translation of the card informed us that we had exceeded our parking time in the space; and that we would be sent the fine in the mail. Whatever. The rental company will just charge our card.

We arrived back at the athletic club to see a Ticket Officer slapping fines on nearly every car in the lot! What in the heck is going on?, we wondered. Apparently the lot has a four-hour parking limit; in our information packet we (and all the other parents) had been told the parking was free. That information was only partially true: half of the lot was free parking. Now, still steaming off our own parking ticket, our thinking was thus: judging by 1) the hundreds of athletes sporting jerseys reading “Munich,” “Paris,” “London,” “Vienna,” “Hague” and so forth; and 2) the number of out-of-country license plates in the parking lot, would not a kinder approach have been for the Ticket Officer to 1) realize the situation was not “ordinary;” and 2) perhaps ask the manager of the club to make an announcement? Even one of the Belgian coaches received a ticket!

Back in the stadium I asked if one of the persons in the canteen could translate the ticket; the kind staffer even went so far as to call the police for us but was not able to determine what the fine might be. We’ll just have to be kept in suspense until the next Visa statement.

In the waning hours of the final tournament day we cheered on our team in the last relays. DD’s 4x100 eeked out 3rd by 0.09 seconds! The closing ceremony followed, and then, after settling our tab (four coffees and two teas), to the airport we went. I must write that Brussels airport does not impress with its dining options, so we were left buying two “Tapas” boxes on the flight and calling it dinner.

In retrospect it was good that we had not eaten a full meal. We arrived into Vienna in the dark and with rain; and for some reason our usual car service was overbooked (on a Tuesday evening, and even though we had a reservation); so instead of a dapper driver with a clean Benz we got a dude in jeans whose ding-ed up ride smelled like cheap Patchouli (or is that an oxymoron?) He terrified us. He drove 100 in the narrow 60 construction zone on the Autobahn from the airport. DH, in the front seat asked him repeatedly to drive at the proper tempo. DD and I were in the back, silently staring at one another in fear. Once within the city limits, the jerk continued to dangerously exceed the tempo (doing 80 in the 30 and 50 zones) and even missed a major exit into our neighborhood, adding a few extra minutes of terror while he backtracked. At one point I literally shouted at him to “DRIVE THE TEMPO, PLEASE!” and he actually responded with, “SHUT UP.” That was it. We were close enough to home that DH demanded he drop us off immediately. The following day I contacted our service and explained everything; they were hugely apologetic and assured me that appropriate action would be taken. It was quite the wild ride!

And speaking of wild rides…about that asterisked sentence in the intro: We clinked our Prosecco flutes to one last European getaway.*

After 7 incredible years, the powers that be have called us back to Washington, D.C., though it was suggested that we secure a short term lease. (Do I smell another adventure?) The flights are booked. DDog’s crate has been spiffy-ed up. The movers arrive in two weeks. CBP has approved our small wine collection, to be taxed upon entry. Should be fun to see which fee arrives first, the parking ticket or the duty tax.

Thank you for reading.

Last edited by fourfortravel; Jun 2nd, 2019 at 04:56 AM.
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Jun 2nd, 2019, 05:21 AM
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We were amazed by the police escorts in Brussels. My husband has several long distance bikes and had a great convo with some of the motorbike escorts for some guy they said was from the US. He was checking into his hotel with helicopters hoving above. They googled and said it was Pompeo.

I wish you could have seen the Essex Farm Cemetery. Yum to Flemish stew.
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Jun 2nd, 2019, 06:11 AM
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What an excellent report. So much fun reading! I had to chuckle at the Moscow-style traffic. But then, such a waste of time to have to stand there day after day to get to/from work. It's about the same on the Antwerp ring. Our roads are so congested.
Glad you made it to Gent and Leuven but sorry for the fine.
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Jun 2nd, 2019, 08:43 AM
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Fun report! And I am sorry that you are being transferred back to the States. The recommendation to get a short term lease does sound like there may be a new assignment in the near future. Good luck!
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Jun 2nd, 2019, 12:03 PM
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Thanks for a great TR, as always! Good luck with your move back to the US.
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Jun 2nd, 2019, 01:33 PM
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I am staggered at the driver in Vienna. Wow! How rude!

So sorry to hear you are returning home, but next destination might be even better. Hopefully you will return to Europe often!

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Jun 2nd, 2019, 01:41 PM
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New adventures for you. Best wishes!
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