On Saturday, we went to the Anglican Church summer fest. It had 
balloons, games, and face painting, with food and other booths of 
items for sale.  We won a dinner from the tombola.  Tombola is 
apparently the British term for a raffle (I had never heard of it).

Sunday Graham and Michelle actually met and played with four of 
the local kids on our street.  They range in age from 9 to 15.  Our 
landlords were nice enough to host a party to introduce the kids to 
each other.  They played together great. Language wasn't too much 
of a problem, the older girl could translate when she needed to.  Of 
course, some of my science tricks came in handy to break the ice - 
sure glad I brought 'em!

I've decided that the hardest thing for me to get used to in Belgium 
is the kissing.  They have this french habit of kissing for hello's and 
good-byes.  This is the thing where you touch cheeks and make a 
slight smacking noise with your lips.  The hassle is that sometimes 
they do two kisses and sometimes three. I find it awkward and I 
never initiate it but I have learned to see it coming.  Of course, guys 
also 'kiss' guys - in that case, I'm quick to stick my hand out to shake 
on a hello or good-bye!

more later,
Lynn