Belgium on a Bounce. Dieser Artikel ist nicht verfügbar.Belgium on a Bounce

Having quit the suffocating gentrification of New York and fashioned a new life in Brussels, having out of restlessness and need written WHATEVER COMES MY WAY, a book of travels through The Netherlands, I concluded: One down, why not one to go?

So, feeling now was a time to renew my travels — conclude a kind of Benelux duet — put together a similar book on Belgium and Luxembourg, I periodically ventured out, always open to chance.

Again, doing it with a difference — being my iconoclastic self. Beyond the stereotypes ... getting off the beaten track. Finding out what people were thinking, seeing how one place contrasted with another.

For better or worse, my adventurous side had long helped sustain me. I welcomed oddities, strangeness, eccentricities, the absurd; I was open to life's darker face. And appreciated the arts and historical context. I was beyond an observer when it came to drinking, which I considered inherent to my lifestyle. I wasn't hooked on accepted wisdom. My biases were real, though I tried to test them against common sense. I didn't like the bourgeois, common life, though its practitioners could interest, if not amuse me. I liked to laugh. I tossed all that into the mix.