I arrived in Brussels after a long 12 hour red-eye flight full and kept awake by hour after hour of tubulance. The plane bounced around enough that my tea kept trying to slide of the dinner tray. It was all I could do to get the tea cup to my mouth and take a sip.
I arrived in Brussels too early to check in to my hotel so I left my luggage with the front desk and went for a walk. It’s a beautiful Saturday morning, cool breeze blowing and no clouds in a perfect blue sky. I sat in the park drinking coffee and painted this young woman who sat nearby texting.
Wonder if my room is ready. I’m tired.