to luxembourg and back in a day
it was ian’s turn to plan our weekly date. so, on saturday, we woke up at 5:30am, hopped on a train to brussels, drove to luxembourg, turned right around and drove back to brussels, took the train back to london, and arrived home at 9:30pm. it was ridiculous. completely! but this kind of adventure is just ian’s thing, his shtick. he’s a numbers guy that loves collecting countries - even as his wife reminds him that it’s silly. he cheerfully accompanies me through experiences he wouldn’t chose himself or doesn’t understand the appeal of; he makes efforts to appreciate modern art and eclectic foods and the ballet; he is constantly trying to help me check things off my bucket list that aren’t on (or anywhere near!) his. so, i try to do the same kind of thing for him. i wake up at 5:30, entertain our baby on long train and car rides, get excited when we cross a border, and thank him for bringing me on an adventure. we all three legitimately had an awesome time on saturday. we took ...