Today was another first day. I went to work in a second company location where I met a whole new group of people. It ended up being very pleasant and the facility really captured my attention. In order to get there, I had to take the Brussels equivalent to the NY Subway. Here it’s affectionately called The Metro. I purchased my ticket from a real live person entirely in French. It felt like a small victory even there wasn’t a lot of dialogue. I purchased a five ride ticket and heading on down. The train itself was nice, but you have to walk through a line of beggars to get to and from your train at my local station. I’ve got no beef with the homeless, but one man aggressively ran up to me waving a small tray in my face asking loudly for money. Maybe I look like a softie?

The colleagues at this work location are a lot more accustomed to using French than English. I find myself extremely thankful every day that I took so much French. I found the facility very impressive, I only got a brief tour with general explanations. Since I will return to the facility on Monday, I expect to get a lot more familiar with the technical aspects of this plant.

I met a colleagues children today. I couldn’t get over how foreign I seem to them. I suppose every first time international traveler must experience this, but being a foreigner from a far away country feels so strange. I enjoy how the experience gives me some perspective about my place in the world.

On the way home, I stopped by a local Sushi Shop. I was in a hurry, so I purchased a premade sushi box. It comes with bamboo chopsticks and the soy sauce comes in tiny adorable bottles. No soy sauce mess when I pour out the liquid from a stupid packet!. +1 The sushi was good enough to come back for, although some of the flavors tasted a little off, not bad, just different than what I’m used to. I think I’ll return, as it is a great place to take out. I think next time I will order my fish fresh and tolerate the wait. Beer tonight is Delirium Red. I was expecting a lambic, but instead I got a sweet cheery beer, or is it sour? I can’t tell. Either way, I think I prefer the classic Delirium Tremens. On my way back from the Sushi shop, I spied this in an antique store. I’m pretty sure it is a real stuffed jungle cat.