Sunday was La Journée Sans Voitures in Brussels, translated to The Day Without Cars. From 9am until 7pm cars were forbidden to be on the road. IN THE WHOLE CITY. In some parts of the city they even rolled out sod on the roads so people could walk/run around. The city was in party mode and I can’t even explain how relaxing it was to have the fear of Zane and Lily being run over by a car gone from my mind (a constant and reasonable fear around here).
Which was a welcome change from the drama that had occurred earlier that morning. Balloons were given out to all the children at our weekly Sunday Market. Sadly, both children learned the hard lesson of “what happens when I untie my balloon from my wrist and let go.”
Speaking of drama…HELLO again to yet another European House Spider. This guy even got the privilege of crawling across my arm as I screamed in horror. I was putting away laundry in the bathroom when I grabbed a stack of towels. Much to my and the spider’s surprise, I flipped the towels on their side where this guy was hanging out. He scampered and climbed up my arm as I jumped around on hot coals, flailing and screaming the whole way.
My heroic husband came to my aid and tossed him in the bathtub for a photo-op before we smashed him to death. But…like it always happens, the longer I watched him running around terrified, the more I felt sorry for him. He is technically harmless, except to those with heart conditions, so I decided to let him live, much to Jason’s annoyance.