night in brussels

For some reason, I felt like my biggest worry was that the battery would drain very fast in the cold Brussels night and I would be left with no juice to take any pictures. Yes, cold Brussels nights have a tendency to make people worry about stupid little things. One girl was reading at the bus stop, another was smoking pot close by, and we walked over to the car collectioner's gallery to decide which Bugatti we wanted for our next car. Emre settled in the end for the Rolls Royce and as someone who can be happy with small things, I decided I could live with that navy blue Ferrari.