The dead Friday silence in my building reminded me that I never shared this fact in the blog: Belgian students go home (in another city) every weekend...
As soon as they cope with their Thursday-night hangover (known as Friday-night hangover in other countries), students from different parts of Belgium head to the train station with a fast pace and a bag of dirty clothes.
The melody, created by all the wheeled suitcases pulled on the paved streets, turns into a signal that the weekend has started.
Dear Belgians,.. for once,... be rebels and don't leave!
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