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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?

LTWRL – Week 13 – Sunset over the Pacific

One of the things we had looked forward to on this trip was being able to watch the sun set over the Pacific. Our best chance of being able to do that was going to be in Mendocino. We were there for one night. And despite having had nothing but sunshine for the previous four days in San Francisco, that one day announced itself with low grey skies and the threat of rain. We watched the sky all day but there wasn’t even a hint of sun. And nothing as exciting as storm clouds that could make for a dramatic sunset. Just a boring, interminable, uniform blanket of greyness. When we checked in at our lodgings for that night, the proprietor told us that the sunset would be at around 7.45. We looked outside and joked that, in fact, there may be no sunset at all. It was already quite late and so, after unloading the car and putting some car-sick infused clothes to soak, we headed into town to pick up a few things for a picnic supper from the local supermarket. We spent quite some time in that shop. For a town with a population more or less equivalent to that of the building we live in in Belgium, it had the most amazing selection of produce. Better in fact than most supermarkets in Brussels. It even had a gigantic wall of Jelly Bellies, a small big sampling of which we decided could account for several courses of our upcoming meal. Anyway, finally satisfied with our haul, and laden down with far too much food, we headed back to our home for the night. As we turned the last corner, we noticed a hint of pink in the air. It was 7.30 and, by some miracle, the clouds had somehow lifted. Cue a sprint to throw food through the door and then out and away in the general direction of the light. And I’m not joking. We ran and kept on running until we were out of the town and then we ran some more to get to the edge of the cliffs before the sun completely sank below the horizon. I was carrying my camera and half dragging Amélie along behind me. Poor Hanno had to carry Charlie all the way. But we got there. And we did see the sun set over the Pacific.

Yes, these are all basically the same picture but they each have some small detail that makes them special for me. I couldn’t chose a favourite. How about you?

PS: don’t forget to visit LTWRL to see this week’s collection of pictures from my incredible friends.

8 May 2014 - 10:27 PM diyosa - I love this. And take for granted my chances to see the sun set over the pacific.

26 May 2014 - 8:30 AM annie - these are ALL so sweet and i can totally visualize the running, which was definitely worth it by the way...can I say that ;) if i haaaad to choose...i like charlies expressive little hands. i'm still smiling from all that attention he gave me!

10 April 2015 - 2:04 PM Mendocino Coast Guide - MontgomeryFest - […] by Mendocino again to catch the sunset, we weren’t that lucky, but I’ve heard it’s pretty rad. Rounding off the day, I’d suggest to dine back at the Inn. Chef Marc will take care of your […]

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