Shooting Star

Last weekend I went home. I left thursdayevening late and flew with Ryanair from Seville straight to Dusseldorf-Weeze. My worry was we would have a delay, which consequently would have meant for me to stay another night in Seville as we had a very late departure time as it was. But thankfully all went well. I wasnt even overpacked! The security at Seville airport does freak me out, in that its absolutely crap. There was one guy standing next to the metal detector, he didnt even bother looking at me when I walked through it, and the other dude was sitting behind the luggage screener. When I walked through, this weirdo whistled at me!? Thats the kind of thing you expect from a constructor or road worker but so not from an airport security officer!! I couldnt believe he did that and quickly grabbed my stuff and went to the gate. The other thing is that I had liquids in my hand luggage which they didnt care about at all. In Dusseldorf they did not let me pass security as I had one tube of 125ml in my bag, and the maximum allowed is 100ml. Imagine that, the tube was only half full!
Due to strong head winds it was a very long flight (>3h) and I was incredibly bored. My row was 3 seats wide, me sitting at the window so I could rest my head against the airplane interior to sleep, but some girl had to take the middle seat and bug me with her elbows taking over the arm rest. The isle seat was free, so I dont understand why she had to squeeze in so close to me!
That night I slept in my parents livingroom, as Miguel was sleeping in my bed and I didnt want to wake him in the middle of the night plus scare him in the morning when he’d wake up and see a stranger lying asleep next to him.
Fridaymorning I went to the hairdresser. Its always full of women there gossiping the morning away! As my hair gets very light from the Sevillian sun, I decided to dye my hair dark, knowing it will be blonde soon anyways. I chose the colour choclate brown (such a patriot!), and then added some black and some blonde streaks to get a little contrast. I didnt let her cut much off, so its still reasonable long.
Fridayafternoon I went to pick up Miguel from school. Mam waited in the car whilst I waited at the school gate, trying to identify my Venezuelan host brother. All I had seen was a picture, so it was kinda fun, reminded me of this game I loved when a little kid: Find Wally. I sure found mine on friday, he came out looking a little sleepy but I couldnt have missed him with his black curly hair and tanned skin.
At night I went with Kim and Miguel to Maaseik to drink some beer at Vagant. I love the belgian beer!
Saturday eve I visited my auntie and uncle. My uncle bought this incredible new BMW series 3, coupe. We took it for a little test drive and it was crazy! The car pulls up sooo fast, with ease 160km in few seconds! After the mad driving I went with Kim and Ellen to Fuego in Maaseik, to my brother and his friends’ party. The music was very good, the beer was so tasty, just a pity there were not too many people when we got there.
On sunday I went with my mother, my uncle and his gf to Brussels, to a meeting from YFU and to pick up Miguel, and when we got back at night we went to the feria in Dilsen. I convinced my uncle to get into bumper cars with me and laughed a whole lot. Miguel and I also did very well at the slot machines, winning many points with some coins we simply found. Nobody went into the real crazy attractions as our stomachs were still full of Chinese food from earlier that night.
On monday I did some Christmas shopping with Kim. We went to look for decorations for her new Christmas tree. I came back with a bag of choclate, which later was very much appreciated by my co-workers in the lab. Mondaynight I went to drive karts with my brother Sven and with Miguel. I’d never been to this circuit before and it turned out to be quite heavy. When I went to pay for our karts, I asked the lad to let us drive with the other people that had signed up for that night. But he told me that they are all boys... and I am a girl... speaking of discrimination!! But he gave in, and let us race with some others. I think I made some enemies during the race as I ignored the blue flag. When they wave this flag it means a faster driver behind you has the right to pass you, so basically tell you to move over. But its a race, I cant do that!!! Apparantly I kept my brother stuck for 2 whole rounds. When the race had finished and I took off my helmet, one of the other guys came to me and was surprised I was driving with them, he must have thought they were all guys. I told him we had even met on the race track as he bumped my car and nearly made me crash, and he apologised immediately, haha!
Driving from Dusseldorf to Ophoven are some secondary roads where its very very dark. You pass a ghost village, which used to be a military city, and alot of woods. There, in the middle of the night, I saw a shooting star, something I hadnt seen in years living in big cities. I made my wish...