Sandwiches & Coffee on a curb at La Rue Neuve

Airticket in hand, outside Connections, Schuman. Laeti, my guardian angel, with me as usual. We hit La Rue Neuve right after, shopping. My meagre bank account reached level of poverty when I finished.











Is it normal for a couple of women in their thirties to sit on a curb and eat sandwiches right in the centre of town? Well, if their names are Laeti and Sharm, it is absolutely normal. This day (19 March, Saturday 2006) we went to get my airticket. I will miss Laeti - words can't describe the feeling. Kindred spirit, confidante, what will I ever do without her close by?